Titford part 2
After a serious music session, time to stop putting it off. The weed hatch opens a hole in the bottom of the boat, so is heavily secured and a palaver to open. Then it's onto my belly, head and shoulders upside down into the engine bay, with one arm at full stretch into the water groping around and behind the propeller. Anything on there will be wound super tight so it's a matter of finding, or creating, an end and then untangling it. Result! Also a collection of bruises in fairly odd places.. Then carefully replacing the hatch. Thursday I decided to venture into town, as the weather was starting warm up. Good thing too, Friday had a train strike due. Had a wander through the museum, to see the Staffordshire Hoard and the fine collection of pre Raphaelite art. This was reproduced in a book I had as a kid.. Victoria's Heyday, J.B.Priestley, I remember being fascinated by the details and stories it held. Great to see it in real life. On m...