I picked up my best no.6 paintbrush yesterday and gave it a good talking to. “Now look here, this has gone on long enough. You’ve been painting nothing but cartoon windsurfers for weeks now – good, solid work, admittedly, and at around 6 images a page and 50 pages done for ‘Go Windsurfing’ so far, continue reading »
If you had to divide sailing types into two, you’d probably say there are those who race and those who cruise. I fall firmly into the second category, having never been able to see the point of going afloat to get stressed and sail round in circles shouting a lot, just to end up at continue reading »
More years ago than I care to admit, my flatmates and I discovered sailing. Being young and impoverished we shared the cost of charter holidays in the West Country, happily ignorant of the fact that a seven berth yacht is not really designed for seven people. We chartered out of season when prices were low, continue reading »
I can tell when I’ve lost my grip on life when I look in the fridge and find it full of things that are no longer fit to eat. You know the kind of thing – lots of helpful plastic pots with leftovers in, well intentioned but now growing an interesting variety of mould. (Why continue reading »
If you’re a writer wanting to research characters for your story, I recommend you open a b&b. We’ve been doing hospitality on a small scale here in Pembrokeshire for some years and have chalked up several ‘Fawlty Towers’ moments. Like accidentally locking the Scottish beekeeper in the bathroom. Like trying to cook breakfast whilst continually continue reading »