This weekend I have been mostly...- breathing in the fumes from: boat paint / glass fibre based resin filler / wood filler / heavy duty multi-purpose filler / silicone sealant
- breathing in the dust from sanding the above
- removing the rest of the skin from the fingers on my right hand
- working every hour of daylight that God sends
That'll explain why I'm so damn tired all the time.
Tunes: R.E.M.: The Best Of The I.R.S. Years (1982 - 1987)
One of today's few pleasures was getting home, crossing the car park and seeing Chuffy in her new splendour. The last four days have been pretty full on and hard graft but also four of the most pleasurable days I have spent on the mooring this year.
Chuffy was last painted just before I moved on and she'd never been quite finished; there was always that pesky red stripe left undone. I had meant to paint her properly last year but it never happened. So from the moment the sun first broke through this year my thoughts turned to painting boats. There were times when I thought I'd never make it. When I thought I'd never finish and be left with rain seeping through all the cracks I'd opened up. And there were many more times when I dreamed of how she'd look when she ws completed.
The end results were beyond my expectations and there are still a few more things I have to do before she's totally complete outside. Working on your own place is a true pleasure, all the more so in Chuffy's case because she is who she is; not least to say very much a part of me. It's been a labour of love, time has been taken and it shows. I'd kept the work very much to myself until the end so I was so pleased that Annie was able to come over and get covered in very expensive yacht paint. I've spent many hours helping her decorate her homes over the years and it felt good to finally have one of my own that she could help me with.
Tunes: Pulp: Different Class
This has been one of those weeks where I knew from the moment I opened my eyes on Monday morning I should have closed them again and just stayed in bed. I only have a team of two developers at work and it was hard enough work getting those. So just to round off John leaving on Tuesday Liam handed in his notice first thing Monday. I'm happy for them both as they're moving on to better things and more money.But it feels as if I've been battling an iceberg for the past two years and I've suddenly just taken a peek under the waterline...
So heres a picture of a coot that's figured out we put bird seed up on dry land and overcome it's natural timidity to grab some munchies. Go the coots!
Tunes: R.E.M: Life's Rich Pageant
Strange to think that a week ago I was sitting in hot tub on the banks of Loch Lomond, with four good folks including one of my best mates, looking up at the night sky with a glass of whisky as the satellites whirled up above.
For those who commented favourably on the last batch of pics there are a few more here
The sun broke for the first time in a long time. And now my hands hurt.
Tunes: Foo Fighters: One By One
