What a day (part 2)..
Still very windy first thing this morning but the chippy had beaten me down the boat and managed to cross the 5ft chasm of sea (the wind blows the boat off the pier in a SE and one man is not fit to pull it back in again. Had to tie it to the tow bar and pull it in with the van yesterday. Normally this is a good excuse to go home but time is running out as the season approaches).
Trying to stay one step ahead of the chippy at the moment so that he is not hanging around with the meter running doing diddly squat. Ripped the loo out as there is a leak in the floor.
I quite like painting: the monotony allows the mind room to roam so i wondered about the following. I started to think about the technical side of this blog but then started to get a bit more esoteric. Why would you write one. Who would read it. Would you know if they had. Are they a soliloqy? A polemic? Interesting even?
I am writing as I like the technical side of things: it’s great way to unwind if you drive a boat all day. If you work at a computer all day, take a boat for a drive when you get home: it works in reverse too! This blog also serves to promote the boat (would be disingenuous to pretend otherwise) but I think at it’s heart lies a diary. Not sure if that is a pun or not.
By the time I came to, the wind had eased slightly, the chippy had gone home with a bad back and there were 3 texts of mounting ungency on the phone to clarify the time I was to be home for tea. In the event, it was charred but I still beat the dog.
