Sorry about the torrent of puctures here, but it’s so easy now that i can’t resist.
Here i am, now, on saturday night, bored. I have no more jobs to do on the boat until i can afford a sheet of plywood, and there’s currently nowhere to sit, so i’ve perched myself on the hull.
I don’t get to go home when i’ve finished this evening. This is it. As i crouch here in a ghostly still and foggy boat yard, having eaten a tray of sausage rolls fom asda for my dinner, i’m wondering; is it all worth it? I hope so, because this is one hell of a struggle if there’s nothing at the end.
I always love spending time on my own, it gives you space to dream and plan, but right now, at this very moment, i just want some company.
P.s. This hull is freezing my ass off.



Stay with it… your living our dream…
Chin up Nathan – you’re succeeding at doing something most people (me included!) haven’t had the guts to – taking a risk to live the life less ordinary …
a tray of sausage rolls, a boat that will one day take you anywhere you fancy and a nice guitar.. what more could any man want.. good luck with it all…