It’s that time of year again. Not for the garden, which in our household is ignored for a year and then in a fit of guilt attacked with a chain saw. For those of us addicted to all things nautical, spring is boat jumble season. Anyone who thinks that sailing is posh should be forced continue reading »
It’s hard not to take weather personally. I know it’s pure coincidence that June’s hot spell lasted long enough to get ‘Torhilda’ painted, varnished and slipped gently back into the wet stuff at Llanion boatyard. She had just settled prettily on her new mooring when the first low pressure system of the summer revved up continue reading »
I’m finally getting my teeth into the next RYA book; it always takes a while to find the way in to a new subject, but once I get my brain engaged it tends to take over. The studio is filling up with piles of books and notes and I’m starting to think about chapter headings in the shower. But continue reading »
Last week drawing board, keyboard and ironing board were all abandoned in favour of bouncing around the Bristol Channel in a small boat. Very pleasant it was too as the weather was settled enough to let us get to Lundy, on a sparkling clear day with not quite enough wind for perfection but we were continue reading »
Yes, we did move the bowsprit out of the hallway before our next b&b guests arrived though they probably wouldn’t have minded, being regular visitors and used to our odd ways (well trained enough to arrive with a bottle of wine in hand, as well – so nice when the line between clients and friends becomes blurred). continue reading »