You may recall my story last month of crossing the bow of the QE2 during our mid-week twilight race. Instead of recounting a similar experience from last night, I need to tell you about my dog Nitro!

Sitting on the (upstairs) deck for a Good Friday early morning coffee, Nitro starts barking at some birds. Now unfortunately, and much to my intense frustration, he has just recently worked out that if I yell at him from the deck - and he ignores me - well, I’m too far away to do anything. So he ignores me!

My frustration becomes too intense, and I race downstairs to … explain it to him! Too fast. Half way down, the stairs and I part ways, I don’t ever get to Nitro, and spend the balance of the day at Casualty.

Nitro - one : Dog rage - zero! Nothing broken, but an “acute ankle sprain” has given me less time for sailing, and more time to trawl the Net for useful business tools.

Enjoy this months Tips and Tricks!