The best bit about being a boatie is just being you. You end up with all sorts of friends that you probably wouldn't even bump into on dry land, you automatically have boatiness in common and then you realise that there are some really interesting, funny, well travelled, different people that are just great to have as friends.
There was a guy Rob (hi if you happen to read this and get in touch because I've no idea where you are now! TR - have you heard from him at all?) who was in the merchant navy, I reckon he was in his 60s (sorry if you're reading this and you're not) and he had some amazing stories of his travels and was just someone who'd I'd happily choose to spend time with chatting over a cuppa and a smoke. In fact even when I moved away I'd make a point of driving past the marina to see if he was in, jump over the fence and knock on the boat demanding tea
Alys and Colin - in their early 70s, met in the RAF, live on their boat all summer, regularily travel to Sweden, have grandchildren coming up to my age and kinda adopted me into their family. I've not seen them for over a year but we keep in touch and I'm hoping to take a drive down to Cambridgeshire this weekend to pop in for a cup of tea. They are the most caring, considerate couple I've ever met.
Suddenly age really doesn't matter when it comes to friends!
Boatlife can be anything you want it to be. That's the joy and pleasure of living on a boat.