Not until there’s an apostrophe in the time
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[swoooooopity]
[pourity][pourity][pourity]
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Puts more burgers on the BBQ
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TFD has spent the afternoon checking over his old black 4-man inflatable Zodiac, which has been stored in the back of the garage, not used for many, many years.
We’re so glad the repair kit includes instructions for patching bullet holes.
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Easier to patch than a gurt long slash where somebody ran you onto the rocks at full chat.
So I’ve heard.
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Very true, Bird. Those are no fun at all. I must have told you about Dumbo, tender to Grey Cat?
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I like clinker built with a lift up keel and a dropable mast
And a good engine as well
Sort of covers all situations…
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Well you haven’t told me…
The Zodiac was tender to Whistler, no longer in our ownership but fondly remembered.
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I think we should be told about Whistler
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Not a lot to tell. 27’ long keel cruiser, surprisingly nippy, and easy to sail single-handed (not that I ever did that but TFD did). I was never the sailor, just an enthusiastic passenger. She was a lot of fun.
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The Grey Cat was a small Gemini catamaran, back in the early seventies, and Dumbo was an inflatable with ambitions about flight. It managed to impale itself on the ensign-staff at the trot at Dartmouth, and went down with a sad whistling noise.
It was also the tender which sank in mid-river in the way of the ferry on a previous occasion, presumably out of ordinary bloody-mindedness.
I think it was the Mew Stone that finally did for it.
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It could have been worse, though. More than one of that particular Gemini had a problem with the pumps, and came inshore (and even beached) with one hull under because all the bilges had been sent in one direction only. Which was interesting to observe, but I assume not much fun if it happened to you. (George’s shirt time.)
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Don’t understand.
Dinner was leek and mushroom risotto with a side of green beans. Mr Bee (he won’t mind me saying) has previously lacked the patience to cook a risotto, but tonight - by George, he’s got it! Goodness - I’ll soon have nowt to do.
Soo xx
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…except spider removal
Gxx
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Ah, well.
Soo xx
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Oh poor Dumbo. (Though, I’m ashamed to say, that did make me laugh.)
I’m not sure, but I think this may have been a Gemini proving that Port Erin Bay is not a good place to shelter in a Westerly storm…
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More time to Drink Gin, then, Soo
Carinthia.xx
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I dare say, Carinthia.
I have been quite spellbound by a Dog. No surprise, there, but the Dog was shipped from Hong Kong (as a puppy, from a gutter) and is now being walked around our village two years later. He is utterly beautiful yet strangely watchful and alert. He mostly resembles this:
A Dhole. But, his tail is much thinner.
Gawds - I should go to bed.
Good nights, Cellarites,
Soo xx
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On my 'phone, it looks abit fox-like, Soo
Liberates Pitcher
Carinthia.xx
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From “Three Men In A Boat, to say nothing of the dog”: in the rush to dress after a morning bathe, a shirt is dropped into the river. George finds this a matter for mirth, while J, who did the dropping, does not. Then he notices it was not his own shirt, it was George’s, and starts to laugh himself.
Go to http://www.gutenberg.org/files/308/308-h/308-h.htm
and search for
I never saw a man’s face change from lively to severe so suddenly in all my life before.
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