I'd completely forgotten about that.... One of the last leg crew members, embracing one of the bevy of yachty totty hanging around the jetty, promptly announced their engagement, which stimulated more alcohol.
It also prompted, when the story appeared in Navy News, a sense of humour failure in his real fiancee.
Back in Vernon Creek at the end of the first race, I remember the party on board the winning yacht Sayula II as a pretty subdued affair because her Mexican millionaire owner had employed a professional skipper and crew, most of whom had already scarpered ashore. The party on board the third place Grand Louis was still going strong at midnight when I noticed some of her crew acting industriously. When I asked what was happening, I was told they were sailing for Cherbourg within minutes. If I hadn't asked, I think they'd have taken all us party-goers with them.
But for the willing cooperation and hard work of HMS VERNON's waterfront officer and the Portsmouth Craft Group, half the yachts wouldn't have been fit to start the race. Given the the time, I could tell another half dozen dits about the boats and some of the characters sailing them.