He was right, of course. Ian T had popped in the previous night to see the hull after its Eposealing. His advice was not to paint today, as there was … Continue reading Day 104: Saturday 14 July
Day 105: Sunday 15 July
She’s white. Well, undercoatish white. Niall and I met up at 9 and were soon companiably silent, as he worked forwards with a brush from the stern and I painted … Continue reading Day 105: Sunday 15 July
Day 106: Monday 16 July
It’s an it. I have had the point made (again) that boats aren’t ‘shes’. Lloyds List made that decision in 2002, although the Royal Navy stuck to traditional practice at … Continue reading Day 106: Monday 16 July
Day 107: Tuesday 17 July
The Coffee Pot had better watch out! The popular Baptist Church fortnightly coffee morning is a regular source of overflow biscuits to Team Noust. Susan MacD, another delicious cake under … Continue reading Day 107: Tuesday 17 July
Day 108: Wednesday 18 July
Three days. Maybe it was four, I lose count. I have never seen a chocolate cake disappear inside skiff builders so quickly. Although, in our defence, our social life has … Continue reading Day 108: Wednesday 18 July
Day 109: Thursday 19 July
The best-laid schemes of spiders and skiff builders gang aft agley. Instead of getting stuck into the painting first thing, we spent a lot of the morning working on our … Continue reading Day 109: Thursday 19 July
Day 110: Monday 23 July
Dear readers, I embraced him. The skiff’s made-to-measure tarpaulin had arrived earlier in the week, and I had chucked it into the boot of the car and then rushed off … Continue reading Day 110: Monday 23 July
Day 111: Tuesday 24 July
‘That’s the happiest I’ve seen you since we started building the skiff’: DA is an observant man. After we had taken a while to decide not to epoxy the copper … Continue reading Day 111: Tuesday 24 July
Day 112: Wednesday 25 July
It’s getting kinda old hat. Turn the skiff over? No problem. I can’t remember if I have remembered everybody that gathered, but here is one body count in alphabetical, rather … Continue reading Day 112: Wednesday 25 July
Day 113: Thursday 26 July
Today, five work teams spread out around The Noust. Martin had slept (metaphorically) on the rudder, he said ‘like a condemned man’. Apparently, for some reason this meant very well. … Continue reading Day 113: Thursday 26 July
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