Life on the open waves......

Well not quite. Right pretty much managed to get the hang of it. Rowings become fairly easy nad as well as that relaxing an rejuvinating. I think being on the wate all the time really is a great tonic for the soul. Got stuck on boead a few days ago due to strong winds but luckily I've stocked up on provisions so had plenty of cuops of tea to keep me going as well as Laura company. Yeserda was really suny so got a lot of cleaning done and was very pleased with the results. I've pretty much figured out where everything is going to go. All i need to do now is the major repairs. Sort out the gas plumbing and try not to piss to many people off which can be really difficult on times. Anyways not muc to say other than that. I'll think of something funny soon. Tonight I'm helping Dougie set of the Firewrks for Falmouth Week, will I survive..........

it's grey

Today as been very grey and yet very interesting for a number of reasons that I don't suppose i'll ever go into. The first mainline event was being awoken by Dougie Rowe and Dennis on the work boat, having to open the hatch on the boat while still in my pyjamas. After breakfast I rowed back to shore and promptly got engage ina conflict with the company downstairs that got my adrenaline pumping. Running on empty.................. Went to Brendan's for a bath and now I have to row back to the boat after charging my phone. Strange day. Totally zoned.

A momentous week

Hmmmmm I though I was doing quite well with this, until I checked the date of my last post. Anyways............. I'm stoned so whole lot of hurberly burbelly might come out. So Lee the ex-soldier type friend of Martin's is screamming this song al about btrayal next door. Which probably takes me into the entire events of the last two years. So this song is talking to me (if you know whta I mean)

Well so there you have it, its been a fucked up couple of years. All sorts of situations from lovers leaving me on one way tickets to New Zealand. To fairly intense car crashes, that totalled both of my cars. Shit jobs, shit people and some absolutley cracking individals.

re-discoverying Falmouth has been both great, intense and exceptionally challenging. From the 'In crowd' boaties, bad hippies, beourgouse pretenders with to much cash to spare "the squatocracy" and some extremely gifted creastive and out there people. who wouldn't relish it and all in one town.

What can you do. The mager news is that I am now the proud owner of a 28ft yacht. It is finally here I have bought and coverted my freedom. My very own boathole and home with no ties, except for the ropes. From now on it is pretty much plane sailing. Do up the boat work out what I want to do with my life. And then do it. It's exquiste I couldn't be happier. And it's all thanks to mainly a Mr. Dougie Rowe.

What else can I say I hope to see you soon.