For the 6th time this month, I found myself all bent over, my hair dangling down in front of me in a cloud of talcum powder dust. I was trying my best to soak up the grease pit my hair had now become....Read More
12 days with out a toilet, with out a sink, with fibreglass prickles all through our beds, climbing the ladder, the wind shuddering the boat. Even after 12 days we are nowhere near ready to go back in...Read More
