If I was being professionally employed to run my life, I think I would have had the sack by now. My days are littered with ideas unexplored, paperwork unfinished, friends neglected, emails unwritten, exercise not taken, songs, paintings, stories and articles half finished, empty sketch book pages, unmaintained boats and reproachful bank account. Is it continue reading »
‘Else’ on the quay at Waldringfield…. one of the nicest spots on the river If you’re a worrying sort of person, I recommend a life afloat; it gives you so many more things to fret about, especially on an old boat. A clonking noise on the hull in the middle of the night – continue reading »
It’s the time of year again when I blog about Beale Park Boat show – that sunny weekend of catching up with all that is eccentric and quirky in the sailing world; where Wharram catamarans, coracles and electric canoes share a lake with miniature schooners, steamboats and a one-man home made submarine. Everything was in 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 »