A new addition to the family

Her name is Sophie and she`s ten weeks old. She belongs to my daughter and as they have to work and she can`t really be left on her own for any length of time or go out into the garden yet, we look after her during the day. Isn`t she Beautiful?

The UK alliance of indiginous peoples

What would the requirement be to join such an association. I know there is an American indian and aboriginal australian version, All indiginous peoples etc, what is their personal history/requirements to belong to such an association I wonder? I was born in the UK as were my parents grand parents and great grand parents, and great great grand parents, would I be suitable to join such a UK association. bearing in mind that I havent set it up yet?

The Foresters

I had a great meal in the Foresters in the new Forest on Saturday evening. It was Bloody raining and miserable but the meal certainly brightened the evening considerably! :o))

Well the Hydrogen project is off and running

Finally I got the electronics and with water spewing out everywhere ( it is a protetype after all) she fired up. I had enought time to fill a two litre plastic container with hydroxy and a mosfet (200amps) blew (Its OK, I can sort that ,or rather my electronics man can) I placed the container of hydroxy in a rubbish bin (dust bin) and placed a firelighter on it. I lit the fire lighter and retired to a safe distance 20 foot? withing a couple of seconds I had the biggest bang that I could possibly have had in my garden without the police being called. My ears were wringing for about an hour . I had my story ready that an aerosol can had been burnt accidentally on the carden bonfire :o) how does that sound? would it stand up? I couldn`t I was dizzy for about five minutes. All the electronics guy could say (having said that it couldnt possibly work right up to yesterday ) was "Christ! whoo hooo! that was definitely hydrogen!
Now its back to the refinements and build a better cell that doesn`t leak water everywhere. boy was that successful or what! perhaps I shouldn`t say too much more?:o)))))

Another weekend around the Marina! Yawn.

The Dregers back into the marina and again and all the boats in the way are sent off around the marina to temporary berths. I took this photo when the tide was pretty high but not the highest tide, which is the eqinoxal tide and its about a meter higher. so you can imagine just how much of the inner breakwater is showing above the water! and what happens if the sea is rough at this time. I have seen the spray coming over the wall to a height of thirty feet or more!

The picture above this one shows the chalk cliff where the Marina was dug down into the sea. There is a true cross section of boats as can be seen too!

The second photo shows the entrance road into the Marina and some of the shops and restaurants along the way! the palm trees have faired well considering they were "planted" only 12 months ago approximately! also note the orange Tuc Tuc whih do a roaring trade much to the discust of the Cabbies, great fun they are too! :o))

I thought it was about time I did a bit of gardening on my pontoon so I spent a couple of hours making some molluscs etc, homeless by hoeing them off the surrounding pontoons! unfortunately the older couple on the boat next to mine are really inferm and haven`t had their boat out and scrubbed for, must be, ten years and the weed growth is a metre long on the bottom which of course effects mine! so Ho hum! I thought that if my pontoons were a little clearer I might just benefit a bit!

last year I "got in" and scrubbed the bottom myself but that was four months after the antifoul had been applied. now ten months on I think I would need a shovel and the marina has a lead time of seven weeks before they could pull me out!! :o(( ( Blo*dy useless disorganised lot) Ah well!

The palm trees I mentioned above are of course artificial! ( but great copies) unlike those that were installed in "port aventura" in Salou Spain, where I tried to disuade them from having real ones which they intended to dig up each fall and transported them to their own fifty foot greenhouse! imagine the cost each year!

I am oftem asked "why Brighton" and "where can you go from brighton" to which I reply "at 24 knots" anywhere! Within a short distance there is the solent newhaven, eastbourne, Facom, a middling distance and there is the whole of the french coast and the english coast and given a long cruising distance, the Scilly Isles and who knows where else? I delivered a gin palace to Jersey on route to Spain via biscay but the weather was too rough, so it sat in Jersey for a month, after which time I was on another delivery and couldn`t finish the trip so I don`t see Brighton as having too much problem with its location unless you are a sail boat and I guess that the solent is where you want to be. I did when I had a sail boat with a berth in the Beauleiu river ! Dartmouth and Brixham! Ah the joys of the powerboat two hours to the solent two days to the scillies! I wish I was back sailing though :o(( I really do.

Something that is worthy of note, it is claimed that Brighton can accomodate a couple of super yachts if they are small, although I wouldn`t like to try to "swerve them around the main wall in a south easterly 5 and up as the entrance needs to be approached with caution when the weather is up! a boat found this out a few weeks ago when they ran aground at the entrance ? the Brighton RNLI inshore lifeboat couldn`t help them, so a larger one came from Shoreham, I believe, and took them to the Solent where their keel finally fell of and they burst into flames. Not entirely the fault of the marina antrance I know but once the chain of events starts, things can happen fast at sea. I felt so sorry for the crew I believe that they had come all the way from the Baltic without incident too.

Things I have done

I walked over to the reptile house where we were about to film a short piece for "the six oclock show" to feature Danny Baker in an aligator enclosure (yes they wanted him to enter the "cage" with the aligator) and report back to the studio. I spotted the Butty wagon (as you do ) and headed to the lamps and general melee associated with a TV crew I met with the producer,the camera man, and sound lady (girl) and the star himself (a nice but twitchy guy, who wouldn`t be under the circumstances our alligator at the time was 3 plus metres nose to tail and had featured in a James bond film with his actual owner, we were just looking after him for a while) the head Keeper was waiting by the entrance to the enclosure armed with a short broom handle and we made our approach towards him I requested that the crew "made it in one" as I doubted that a second chance would be forthcoming, they shook hands with the head Keeper recieving their safety brief and I entered the humid and well light enclosure which consisted of four walls decorated to look like a swamp area, a deep but smallish pool, four walls which consisted of a large area of glass for public viewing and a ceiling that produced UV light and fine water sprays as we wished it.

The aligator was settled in to the bottom of the pool unaware as yet as to what was going on and facing away away from the 750mm X 1 metre high door which lead to a narrow walkway around the pool terminating in a basking area under UV and heat Lamps at the farthest end of the enclosure. This area was where the camera man, myself and the sound recordist were to carry out the filming from, Danny Baker was due to squat in the corner to the rear left of the Aligator and made his report. the contents of which I don`t fully remember as on our entry, I had been given the short broom handle by the head Keeper to control the aligator "in the event that he made a challenge upon us ?" ( and why wouldn`t he as they are reknowned for their territorial nature), I went to my predetermined station and assisted the camera man and sound recordist to their positions alongside of me ( the camera man and recordest were to my left hand side. I was marginally between the aligator and them)

The camera man took aim and the recordist emptied her carry bag and put togeather the "mike stick"plugging it into her recording gismo firmly strapped acros her body and lowered the Fluffy gerbil like mike over the water pionting it toward Danny baker. I noticed that she was shaking uncontrollably and that the length of the support boom exagerated this so that the fluffy gerbil (mike ) on the end was swaying about and shaking furiously. They announced that they were ready and Danny baker started his report with something like "Hi folks guess where I am "(yea right nearest the door sprung to mind remembering also that the aligator was between us and the miniscule door) "I`m in" (pan back) the Aligator cage at ????????. at this moment the aligator ( lets call him reg for the purposes of this post ) decided that it was time to float to the surface to have "a shufty" at what was going on, which he did. Danny Baker having suddenly taken in the true size of him, stopped mid sentance visibly shaken the fluffy gerbil now only being supported by one of the recordist hand, as the other one was positioned firmly into mine holding on as tight as if she was in child berth. The camera man a seasoned guy with many war theatre scenarios to his credit just carried on filming oblivious of any threat and why wouldn`t he after what he had been through.

The sound recordist turned towards me and asked if we were OK in a very shaky voice to which I replied sure he just likes the look of your Gerbil ( which incidently you should try to control) and anyway I`ve got this, and shewed her the broom handle. stating that he wouldn`t come anywhere near us all the time I have this. My hand was now white and all feeling had gone from it.

Danny Baker believeing that I had it all under control carried on. I took the oportunity to look around for the head Keeper only to find that he had made his way to the front of the public viewing area and was watching through the glass ( afterwards he told me that it was important that he could acess Reg`s mood at all times and the front of the viewing area was the best vantage point (yes like the time he shut me in with a stunned sun bear because it had suddenly sat up and started to convulse, he said later that he didn`t want it to escape, what about me? I was deep in the den behind the bear and had just removed the anesthetic dart and was in the middle of applying Tetramycin spray to the unfortunate bears arse, I think I probably would have sat up too! I will remember forever the look on the faces of the other keepers as one at a time they peered in at me through the small barred ( prison type) viewing window to see if the bear had savaged me and if it was possible to get the remains out? I told them not to be so silly and let me out. My legs did feel a bit weak later on I have to say)

Anyway I digress, More power to his elbow Danny Baker duly finished his report the camera man duly stopped filming and it was time to remove ourselves from the enclosure. the gerbil had kept Reg occupied as he slowly opened and closed his vast mouth, working out speed, distance and velocity for his mighty leap to devour it (he was a slow thinker bless him) and having done that, it all of a sudden dissapeared into a carry bag and was now out of sight. He started towards the place he had last seen it (the recordist carry bag) at this time Danny baker was being helped out of the enclosure by the head keeper and I had moved to the other side of the couple with me so I was the last out, the sound recordist having briskly walked down the narrow pond side was nearing the door when Reg decided to turn around (not easy in a pool a little larger that you are but try he did and he startled the camerman who I believed banged his head on the top of the low door as he evacuated at a newly found speed. now it was my turn after all I was the "safety man" .

I started my walk I thought quite nonchalently, around the narrow path along side the pool and as Reg finally made his turn half in and half out of the water , I was approaching the door, at any moment I expected to feel his teeth in my calf or backside. he crashed back into the water and nothing happened except I got a little wet, Reg was by now a bit confused ( not dificult if you are an aligator living in a human world and treated as a pet) but hey! OK! nobody was hurt and the show got its footage. we shook hands, Danny Baker duly signed autographs, I went off to the main gate to refuse entry to some gypsy types who wanted to fight me (another story) and off the film crew went rejoicing. It went out that night and only Danny baker and Reg ( obviously) were seen, and due to a very good professional camera angle showing him almost sitting on Reg`s back. even though it was only a three minute spot it looked great! The things I have done in the name of profit :o))

Would I be classed as a racist if

I mentioned that some time ago I read a discussion report about the need for and eventual formation of an american indian association (for want of a better way of explaining it) in the US, for the very reason that they were the indiginous specis and believed that they needed to speak with one voice. I also read a similar document regarding the Aboriginal tribes in australia where they as one nation negotiated a considerable amount of their land back via the government.

My next question has to be that we the English must now be fast approaching the point of no return where our next step, must be, to ourselves form an association or federation of the indiginous specis of England and start to do some negotiating of out own.


Clearly our own form of democracy doesn`t work with our debt to the IMF rising in leaps and bounds, and certainly allowing our country to be occupied and our commerce taken over by former enemies must be the last breaths of our once great and free country? Where do we go from this point. there is no suitable party for us to vote for? the current one is headed by an invader, The national front is (and I am no expert) exactly that, a fighting force to keep britain british at any expense, I stand to be corrected of course! The liberals were only ever set up to divide and separate the main parties allowing for the manipulation of the masses. and the conservatives who had set up all the policies (before being voted out) that were then expedited by "the current party now have no wind in their sails and no real leader .

A lot has been said about the importance of the "grey vote" Why? pensions funds are depleting, hospital care is reducing, stealth taxes are increasing, (and I include the paying for parking when visiting Town halls, Hospitals and many other already "paid for" establishments. I don`t mention taxation as that is a blog on its own and some, but regarding death duties, one pays tax all our working life and then when we die the government takes it away. This just reinforces the comment regarding JOB, one definition as to the formation and meaning of the word job is that it stands for Just over broke! All of our lives (and I include those of great wealth) we strive and accumulate in our own particular manner for the future and for what, the national trust gets our grand houses (they own , yes own, more real estate and coastal frontage than MacDonald's ) the tax man takes our financial equity and relations etc received little if anything and if they do it is again taken from them in stamp duty on property etc and once again the eventual death duties.

I therefore have to ask again are they really worried about the grey vote? not a bit. embarrassed yes to such an extent that because so may old folk were found dead in their homes suffering from Hypothermia they gave those over 60 a fuel subsidy! great eh? shutting the door after the horse has bolted, given that most of the grey majority are from the indiginous sector.

I have gone a bit off track but think that I have possibly formed some of the foundation as to why I feel the way I do about the indiginous peoples of England and their reducing rights. I am a Royalist and cringe at the thought of a president of this country, of a single person with the responsibility for life and death both here and abroad. Whilst the queen is only figurative head of state she is human and kind and rich in her own right although of the house of Hanover!

So would I be called a racialist if I called for the indiginous specis of England to stand up for its rights. would I be classed as racialist if I, as Idi Amin did called for all government commerce and industry ( what industry we have given it, yes given it, to our colonies and former enemies) be returned to English ownership. would I be racially pilloried? if the English kids with families, currently homeless were given priority over the immigrant population. am I being unjust if I asked for all immigrants not having been granted british citizenship by a fixed date be returned to their own countries by force if necessary (even though it is possibly too late for the British economy to recover for at least the next one hundred years)

Neither am I a communist ( once defined as a man with nothing that wants to share it with everybody) I am not a Maoist or an Idealist in any way. Yes I don`t want children dying in wars over oil and I believe passionately that soon (this year) an alternative fuel will emerge to reduce oil consumption possibly replacing it! Just watch this space.

I`m not a revolutionairy unless the queen is leading the revolution but I do believe that we need to change our constitution, that those agrieved, indiginous people, need to be heard, before we loose control of our small green and pleasant land!

I am actually of Norman descent ( more like an Eric you might say) but given that both France and England once had nothing but a forest as a boundary and because the English channel didn`t exist back then, I do claim to be a member of the indiginous specis,

Rant over! indigestion gone! its 03-30 and its time for sleep! maybe just one more blog to read :o))

A visit to the broker

Things are moving on and I have now seen a boat that I may have to have, so out of courtesy,I wandered up to the brokers to explain that he hadn`t yet recieved my signed contract because I had changed my mind To which he loudly said WHY! I explained that I was now maybe going to part exchange my boat for another, with cash ajustment, somewhere else. His immediate and quite agressive reply was, WELL YOU WILL STILL HAVE TO PAY US OUR FEE!

Wow!!!! I didnt expect that but I calmly asked him how so, to which he replied, sneering, Well WE HAVE A CONTRACT WITH YOU! could you show it to me? i said, I am now beginning to think that maybe there is something in the verbal contract side of things that I have missed ("a verbal contract isn`t worth the paper its written on") so he stormed off to a filing cabinet and got a contract out and turning to the contract side of document he pointed to the signature and said quite cockily. so who`s signature is that then? to which I replied, not only is that not my signature the 37 Bavaria (my boat is a 41 foot princess a completely different vessel) isn`t a boat that I would own, let alone try to get you to sell.

He deflated completelywas silent and confused for a few seconds and then started to try to repair the damage done. I am so sorry I mistook you for someone else (given that I`m sixfoot one bald and nearly eighteen stone) dont try that on with me there aren`t many of us about I said, I am afraid that I couldn`t do business with you, on a basis like that. Where is the head off ice of your company? (as I was about to write to them to explain my discust at his action. he had only visited the boat to explain how I would carry out my part of putting my boat on to their brokerage list) I walked out and continued my day. which was to include a search for a nice bottle of expensive red wine to give to him for not taking up his original efforts, needless to say I didn`t go there or never will.

A couple of hours later whilst walking back from the Brighton bus I was suddenly accosted by the Broker who was more than apologetic and commence trying to explain that he had issues with my twin and that they were trying to rip him off etc, etc, I listend as politely as I could and thanked him for his concern and assured that he neednt worry about offending me, as his brokerage was the very last place in the world that he would have any need for exercising his limited customers skills on me as I will never darken the dooor again.
Why cant things be easy for a change???? :o))

A thought for today

"You only ever regret, that which you never had the Balls to do anyway!" (ardie 78)

Boy! do I have some regrets :o))

A broker visits

Well the boat will be on the market this weekend, maybe, possibly. No! it will be, I have made up my mind, I can`t get the boat I want until I have sold this one.

Now all I need to do is decide what I really want, given that my existing boat has been used as a weekend cottage for the last year or two and that both my other half and I have mutually benefitted from its accomodation and enjoyment over the last couple of full years. What I really want is 64 foot and in the states but possibly out of my attention span range, in that I would never finish it completely (given that I am still finishing, perhaps re-finishing! my home which I first built , or didn`t? depends on which way one looks at it, some thirty plus years ago ) so which way to go.

I really like the Idea of sail but the accomodation is crap unless one gets up to something like a Swan 65 and then the headroom (I`m , 6 foot one inch, ish) isn`t always very good either particularily if heeled over. My other problem is that I want to do some distance sailing before I`m too old :o)) but my other half doesn`t like sail boats or sailing so I guess that if I go that way, I won`t be spending much "leisure"time with her anymore (what are you talking about you are retired everyday is leisure time) . If I went for something with a wheelhouse and big windows and the diner and galley up there, I guess that would be more acceptable to her but, why jeopardise the safety element with large vulnerable windows and a we don`t go anywhere anymore anyway as I try to keep her happy sitting in "our cottage" (Ive had a few of those too and finally I got rid of them, the last one being a four in one 17th century thatched cottage in Lulworth, Shi* if you ever hate anyone? leave them a thached cottage in your will ! ) So you can see my quandry! a nice sail boat ( a large steel ketch, maybe plastic) and I forfill my wishes and a large power boat and I can go to sea periodically and sit in my berth, cottaging? ( whoa!! I think that has a Gay connotation?) So, In my cottage with occasional forays out to the continent. Am I being too ambitious having last sailed (thursday last week actually!) well, owned a sail boat some twelve years ago when I was much younger!!!!!!! hell !!!!!!!!!!I aint old now just 63YO

I really have a problem perhaps I should let the boat go and then sit back for a while and see what happens. the last time I did that I went to sail. I have also just paid for the mooring for the year, so thats out! What to do?

Thoughts

"Globulation!" has to be my word for the day? :o( such a descriptive word that intimates so much without having any true singular meaning! is it associated with fluid mechanics? perhaps a bodily function or is it even the act of conjoining nuclear particles? I dont know if its truly a word in the English dictionary at all? if it isnt why shouldnt it be? "id" is. I always have a smile when I use it in a basic gutteral north country accented chuckle. Often I will say "I am so happy I think I will globulate?" or "Look how the water globulates around the bulb keel", or "it looks as if its going to be a great day for a globulation" There has been much consternation with my past uses, as Marketing execs, senior directors and others ( you know the sorts) have struggled to recall this word to mind and thus understand what I was saying so as to argue upon it.

A recent excert from Bull Sh*tter of the year awards 1973

A purbeck sunset

My visit to monkey world last year was, as usual, the highlight of the season, here I am chatting to Jeremy and his lovely daughter, whom I have had the pleasure of knowing for all of her lifetime and a lot of his! The sunset photograph above, reminds me that Jim Cronin, who`s original idea, Monkey world was, Is no longer with us, and that my next attendance at Monkey World will be for his memorial service! So sad, so very, very sad, such a gifted and talented man gone!

I first met Jim when, as young men, Jeremy and he came into my office to bounce a few very entheusiastic ideas off me, Monkey World was but a twinkle in their minds, Jeremy I already knew from our friendship, when he worked for a famous recording stars manager, who had his own private zoo in Weybrige , jeremy was the zoo manager, head keeper, animal behaviourist and keeper of over a hundred animals including Horace a beautiful siberian tiger , a selection of primates among which was "winny" (winstone) a one eyed gorilla male of three and of course a tiny Amy who (Amy was his orang-u-tan, who now grown up, resides permanently at monkey world as the matriarch of all she surveys) neglected by her mother, Jeremy had saved her life and taken her under his wing.

Jim explained his thoughts to both myself and the marketing manager Jo and we sat in stunned silence, at such an amazing idea and concept. Rescuing wild animals worldwide and bringing them to the UK to form their own self regulated family groups, which was also to include groups of adult male chimpanzees living successfully together, a world first! he really thought out of the box.

All this of course could not have been successful without the strong and quiet backup and particular expertese of Jeremy in the field of Ape management and behaviour. Jeremy to my mind, the greatest Ape manager in the world today, actually thinks like an Ape! in fact I first set eyes upon him while he was Brachiating close behind a male Orang, who having "nipped" him was trying to escape his wrath by screaming and swinging at speed around the cage with jeremy closing in hot persuit. Jeremy was indeed the Alpha mail of this particular group of animals. A real character, himself and indeed like myself and all the staff or Monkey World will miss Jim immensly. Not to mention Alison his lovely wife who intends to continue with Monkey world and achieve the longterm goals envisaged by Jim,

To Alison, may I wish my hearfelt condolences to you at this sad, sad time!

Cwaaaaaaaaaaaak Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak !!!!

Do I hear ? No its not Boston its actually London, taken on last years delivery down to the southcoast

Descisions descisions

I really want this boat! Or do I? it has a lot to finish on her( 50% interior and 30% other about 75% complete in all) ) but it is the right price and only in the US! on the east coast ( cut the warps and away ) with a few additions, Like Life raft tanks and a couple of GPS and I could sail her back to the UK! but then do I want to? wouldn`t it be better to sail her to Venezuela and finish the fit out there? Funny how we strive to bring such projects to our home land even if its three times as expensive! For me to moor this on the south coast of the UK it would cost me, this year £6,500. not a great deal ( do I hear) considering the space and comfort that she would eventually give but enough to cause me to think that I should first sell my current boat and by that time she will be "gone" :o(( what to do? I also have to consider that I am 63 y,o, and not exactly in my prime but capable none the less. Do I need a year out to finish this project? too bloody right I do! can I afford the time ? I like to think so! will I then do it? ??????????????? If only I had sold my boat already! but that doesn`t happen unless you put it on the market! I felt like this the last time this happened but still didn`t do anything :o(( (sill B*astard I should learn something from it this time) I really do want it even with only one suit of sails and no bow thruster, no tanks and the internal fit out incomplete !!!!!!!!!!!!! Awwwww what to do? :o(( Oh well! back to the workshop and continue to ready my project for the electronics attachment sometime next week, or the next or the next! :o)) I really do want this boat!!!! I really dooooooooooooooooooooooooo! I sound like a spoilt kid! But I relly do want it!!!!!!!

Here I sit boored stiff!

Well todays the day that the beaulieu boat jumble kicks off an!d Im not there, it must be the first time I have been absent for many years, The boat is rocking gently and I am sitting at my compbox (obviously) attached to the marinas Free trial Wifi. It seem OK but the day before yesterday I was happily attached on my home Aol site and using all my "favourites" etc as I do at home and after a break for tea I tried to get back onto it and it wasn`t working. Sooooo I attempted to reconfigure my AOL and Bol*ocks I still couldn`t get in. Upon walking along the pontoon I noticed a couple of guys working on some telecoms cable and low and behold it was the wifi people, who had the circuit inoperable for a while and so I had reconfig`d my aol (basically ballsd up my settings) for nothing as they had it (The wifi) totally disconnected. They turned out to be really nice guys and came back to the boat and tried to help me to reconfig the AOL but they had even less idea than me (It would seem that it is now possible) so I am having to use Explorer for everything now, What a PITA?

For the last couple of day the weather has been great if a little windy ! OK for the sailors of this world! :o)) I have a sailboat mored alongside at the moment on the otherside of the pontoon but they don`t speak or answer when I say good morning and treat us as though we are not there so today after (I would guess) an exillerating sail thay came back in with a trainee at the helm yes they operate a training school, I guess) and made a real dogs breakfast of getting back on to their mooring! I was on the pontoon titvating a couple of rusty bits to my stauncheons so could have helped them easily but didnt! the Bstd that doesn`t speak threw a line at me and I treated it as if he wasnt there, the boat eventually went up the pontoon before he could get ashore or get a line to her and I made tea! I am now feeling guilty about my actions ? (I wouldn`t have posted my feelings, or would I have anyway?) I got a great deal of satisfaction at the time, almost the same satisfaction as when I cut six foot off a noisy Dynema halliard whos owner had been asked to stop it clattering continually for about 10 days (and I had also been aboard and tighed it up correctly at least three times! what a bas*ard I can be eh?) They knew I cut it as I told them that I had sorted out their problem as they couldnt! it didn`t happen again I am glad to say.Oh they wern`t the people who don`t talk by the way!

Having not moved my boat for a considerable amount of time, and using her like a caravan
:o((( I have amassed a fair amount of weed on its bottom particularily around the exhaust outlets and the trim tabs. last year I climbed into the water and cleaned it off but this year I was particulary dilligen with the antifoul and it has still encouraged a complete forest to develop I wonder why? I do have some rubber antisurge flaps on the exhaust and the growth does seem to like the rubber but I covered it with antifoul and it still happens, perhaps I will add some antibiotic (tetracycline to the antifoul this/next year?

Well grumpy Bast*rd signing off for a while! :o(( bored boired bured bired boooooooooooored)

Well at least I have the luxury of being able to be bored, unlike many others ???????? so I spose I should be grateful really?
Ok then! Grateful B*stard signing off now! :o)))))

My mistake its not a nuclear submarine as you can now see

Those froggies (I can`t say that can I? its racialist) come up with all the answers, and now a coal fired submarine! that crane was going all day loading coal aboard. :o))

Views of Cherbourg (could be anywhere really)

Cherbourg on a calm day

Is that a nuclear submarine I see behind the van? it wasnt there a moment ago, was it?

Cherbourg trip

The forcast was 3-4 rising to fives and we left at 08.35 on friday the thirteenth (tee hee) the wind was threes directly on our stern with the sea state calm ( wierd) by the time we had reached half way, about two hours plus , we were in fives but still with a fairly calm sea ( 18 inch waves) at 20 kts plus we still had about five knots of wind overtaking us. (a strange sensation) the wind reducd during the second part of the journey and when we were approximately a mile off Cherbourg we entered a fog bank and slowed towards the unseen Cherbourg eastern entrance. with still no sight of land, we came across some sailing boats and eventually the eastern entrance came into view. we entered and called the Marina who pointed us onto pontoon H where we tied up for the rest of the day! the boat behaved brilliantly with a max speed over the ground of 20.8 KPH the engines stayed at the working temperature and we used less than a half a tank, each engine, of diesel. The journey was 89 nautical miles and on a course of 210 ish degrees from Brighton! We spent a day at the marina and got the owners sorted out for their domicile in La belle France and then on Sunday we took the ferry to Poole arriving back at Brighton around 17.30! the owner and his wife stayed with me on my boat for the night and sorted out their situation here in the UK and will be staying again tonight and going back to Cherbourg and thier life in La Belle France on thursday! for which I wish them well. For me it was a good trip and a new experience to have such a clam crossing in such high winds, which reinforce that I was right to take the descision in spite of several attempts by a couple of sailors and their wives ( armed with the latest weather forcast, which I had) to dissuade the owners not to go because the winds were too high! Ho Hum! nobody likes a smart ass :o)) (or wa I just lucky)

Wow great weather (for powerboaters!) -

Crap for sailors! sorry about that Fuff. all the guys in the marina with sailboats are wingeing this weekend as they can`t sail off for the weekend, I can but have to visit Brighton and more specifically M& S with the wife (well lifes a compromise isn`t it) I`m now off to Cherbourg around Thursday or Friday (when the weather will , I jave no doubt about it, be crap) I hope the owner will have everything sorted by then, he still has a lot to do.

Happy Easter to you all and may all your dreams come true!

Cell ready for insertion into water jacket

simple dry cell construction

Hard to believe that the "dry cell" in the photo with the right harmonics and correct flow of warm salt water will power a "60 hp petrol engine" but only If I have done my job correctly, the cell doesn`t short out, my electronics stand the test and my engine is converted correctly will it of course work, am I optomistic? of course I am :o))

Dry cell construction

Posting in Brighton!

Well here I am sitting in the internet cafe in brighton prior to taking a boat across to france (Cherbourg,within the next few days, weather permitting)

I am still trying to locate a reasonably priced sheet metal worker that will cut me some 1/16 inch thick "316" stainless steel sheet into 8 inch by 2 inch pieces, (fifteen of them) They make up the fabric of the "cell" that I am trying to get operational. I can`t believe that it is do difficult to find somebody to carry out the work ? after all its only a sheet of 315 ss and a guillitine that are needed. Why should it take so long to get anybody to come back to me! I am hoping to get a reply soon (via Squiffy) re the electronics expert, to help me with the electronics and then all will be """""""""spiffing"""""" As has already been said wait for the banGG!

Brrr its cold here at the moment and the weather is ideal ( sea state calm) for the trip but the owner informs me now that they would like to go between the dates 12 to 20th of April! :o(( so I am now ,not , sitting here waiting to go! ho hum, some other day then) Mexico looks great this time of year, doesn`t it just.

Friends of mine are off!

They have got fed up with the UK and are off to the La belle, France in May, they have the same boat as mine and will pay exactly half what I pay in mooring which includes power and all fees! I am sick as a pig as I would also like to leave the UK but by sail, buuuuuuuuT Grandchildren and the like keep me here as well as a need for some health insurance!

Of late I have been involved with an electronic system which will help me to economise on fuel and so I have comissioned an electronics engineer to design and build a small simple circuit, but he seems to be afraid and qoutes such comment as "this is dangerous"-" you will kill yourself "-"I am a member of an institute and the ethics won`t allow me to do this!" So I have kicked him into touch not as a result of the previous comments but the final comment which was:- "if I do do this it will start at £500 and be £500 for every mod that I do"" ??????? Coughs outloud Phew!!!!!! so everyone does have their price!!

I will build the circuit myself if I can get my act togeather and glean the knowledge that I need to do so, from the relevant books etc. Butttttttt If you do know of an electronics (design) engineer or just anybody that would be interested in building a simple circuit ( I have the drawings) for me I would be pleased to hear! I`ll even share my thoughts of how I expect to be able to run a car on water with them! (truly).

No I`m not some mad professor type! but I do have an enquiring mind and a mentality to go with it and don`t take "impossible" as a word that fits into my vocabularily, and what I have in mind isn`t perpetual motion or even over unity, as some power is needed! Ho hum! back to my laboratory (garage) for more development ( polish the car) please bear in mind my possible need for an electronics engineer if you think of it! By the time you read this I will have the the production cell finished and the electronics will be needed urgently!!!!!!

Am I wrong?

I believe:-

That nothing is impossible if you firstly have the right attitude and then a modicum of the correct technology to achieve it!

That every time you fail you are getting closer to achieving your goal!!!!! ("the man that didn`t fail didn`t achieve anything", or "the man that didn`t make a mistake didn`t make anything").

That I would rather learn from anothers mistake than my own, but that I would learn a better lesson from making my own mistakes?

That, redundancy can be the enema of industry (ardie 1978)

That I`m just about to go off and make a few mistakes!!!!!! :o))

Breeding Jo cell producing ?

All that gunge and crud has been produced by the electrolysis effect set up by the positive and negative plates within the cell. With the sealed lid on and a tube to the carb of my mower it would start it but not run it. as the production rate is inadequate. I`m happy with the project and n0w on to something else! been there done that got the "T" shirt, Yawn I`m boored! Must get down to the boat and check it out (that will take all of the summer LOL!) Einstein was reputed to have said that " Not everything that counts, can be counted and not everything that can be counted, counts!" Sounds good to me! I was alway nemerically challenged, Tee Hee!

Hydrogen producing cell

Alternative energy

Oh yes` I wish I had some! I`ve been reading quite a lot this winter about the above subject and carried out an experiment or two, one in particular was where I electrolyzed water to produce hydrogen. It went well for a first one, as it were, but only produced enough Hydrogen to start my mower let alone run it. My aim ( one has to aim high after all the neuclear subs produce their breathing oxygen in a similar manner and what is the by product of oxygen production by hydrolysis????? Come on think back to when the teacher used to ignite the other by product, for effect, not knowing that you had left the electrolyser switched on during the break, only to have it blow itself to peoces and stick bits of glass in the hair of all the other pupils Te Hee! Hydrogen!! ) is to run my two diesel gulping 235 Hp Volvos on sea water, Problem is to get rid of the chlorine gas produced in an eco friendly manner. It would ne sometjing if I could manage it! or even a car?

well I had to keep out of trouble during the winter anyway so copius reading was one way, Far*ing about in my workshop was another. I don`t know if anybody has researched the miriad of websites on this subject (I have only read a very small percentage of them and note that there are humungous amounts of politics and conspiracy theorists in the forums! That reminds me I ought to lock my workshop up before an oil baron has me "topped" and nicks my Biscuit tin experiment :o)) Dont laugh at the biscuit tin experiment some day I may rule the world with its technology.

Even though I think I may go bankrupt long before I even get to the bare bones of a working test model I can dream can`t I?

Its intersting to note that water fueled vehicles do exist but nobody is really keen to discuss the techniology only that of possibles in the hope that other "Popular mechanics" out ther may strike lucky and achieve the goal! Stan Myers died at 53 from food poisoning and he was one of the few who did but his car was lost and his technology in the form of registered patents exist, but sorting the wheat from the chaff requires a neuclear physicist versed in the ways of thermodynamics not an ex chippy from Surrey!! Ho hum!

I will start to build my perpetual motion wheel this week, if I can get the enthusiasm (spelling) togeather. If it works there will be no photos and if it doesnt there will be a copious amount :o))

Well today I got my first invitation to the Beauleiu Boat Jumble

Do I go or do I stay? what a trauma I have loads of tat to sell or give away. I haven`t missed one for ten years. Of late (four years) I have had a double stall there. I arrive the day before and set up the stall and then off to the pub for a meal. arriving back at midnight. Then its spread my bedroll out on the ground and fast akip by 0.05 or sooner (I do like to sleep in the open.) At around sun up I have a quick trip around the stands that have arrived and already set up and buy whatever I can for the day or for personal use later (which usually all ends up at the next years Beaulieu BJ)and then its off to the abloutions and on to Breakfast! I usually have a good day with some fundmaking in evidence but its the ambiance of the place, all mates all with similar interests all trying to get a bargain. I guess I will be there again this year! Ho hum what a booring and predictable life I lead ? ahh! theres another thing, I guess that I will also be at the SBS this year too Mmmmmmm.

About time I posted something

Else you will all think Im dead!

cyberworld improvements

SL is now ready! have a look at this, could even replace blogging? Incredible site where Your Avatar can be teleported to your next meeting, you can build homes ,offices,boats, whole communities,anything you want, How long before all business will be conducted this way? Scary eh! check it out at . http://www.popsci.com/popsci/technology/7ba1af8f3812d010vgnvcm1000004eecbccdrcrd.html
Maybe Ill buy the patent for boats? or perhaps my Avatar will :o)). Where to go next?

To all the Engrish teachers out there!

Have a look at these visdeo`s on MV Katherine Janes site at
http://lifeonkj.blogspot.com/ :o))

thats it for another (boat show) year well until SBS at least!

I was surprised that the train journey went so well, £9.50 all the way! trains empty-ish on the way there but like cattle on the way back! A friend drove up from Brighton and left his car at my place and we went together on the train, Arriving at "Exel" in docklands at about 10.30. We had a cup of coffee togeather and dissapeared off in different directions. I hate to be tied by others and prefer to look around alone. I bumped into several people that I know, both from my time in the boat industry and my boating exploits and talked at length with the liferaft servicing company MD re my own requirements (I didnt know he was the MD until I was asking him who the guy was that I spoke to on the phone and he called him over and h, the guy that I had talked to on the phone, then introduced me to his boss , the guy I had been talking to! Yawn!

I went onto a selfs teering stand that was displaying my favourite windvane the Monitor and a salesman (always keen on the first day) came over and I explained that I felt that they were the only one to have these days unless you already have an aries (Mmmmmm) he was delighted as he owned the company that made all of the vanes displayed on his stand ( three different sorts) . He asked me what sort of boat I had and was delighted to find out that I had a power boat as he had one too. I did explain that I intended to go back to sail and delighted again he explained that he was going too also when he retired (he had done a circumnavigation in sail already some years ago).

As there wasn`t anything particular that I wanted for my boat I wandered from stand to stand playing with the various plotters until I got shooed off by a salesman that knew I wasn`t going to buy it. I took a cup of coffee out to the guy protesting outside Exel ( wearing a red bow tie and dress suit) standing with a placard in the cold and rain. I met my friend for a late lunch of fish and chips (which I have to say were fabulous ) I was tempted to climb onto a couple of boats but didn`t and really got most of my enjoyment of the day in the entertainment (food and general company) and checking out the latest "Boys toys" The journey back was OK but crowded as it was the tail end of the rush hour, arriving back at home about 19.00.

My general observation was that as there weren`t many people on the press day, although it may get better in the following days, the show in general was quiet and that the industry (even though the mags and industry publications and marketing will say that it was prosperous and successful) it won`t actually be so!

Will I go again? You bet I`ll be at SBS without fail! Why? don`t ask such stupid questions! I`m a boater! do you actually think that I know why myself? eh! do you! :o))

Wooho Boat show here I come!

What sparked up that outburst I have been to a thousand boat shows from Anerheim to Palma to SBS and LBS and they are all pretty much the same. whith their smiling failed car dealers in their thousands,grinning in their cheap and not so cheap Blazersand off white slacks, approaching everybody before they are ready. They eminate an air of success and I guess I`m hoping that rubs off a little! big bouys toys/ Yes I guess so, will I buy? I doubt it (anyway I can`t find my credit cards). I shall pay my homage in much the same way that I make my other annual pilgrimages, arriving home knackered from a four hour journey on londons great service (not) and take a couple of days to loose the aching legs and other things, from refusing to sit down and relax whilst eating a £20 sandwich and cup of tea, (served by an extremely polite , pleasant and customer service orientated Polish person, no doubt)

In such a large show one has to have tactics and I do have mine, no its not make for the Guinness stand first, I tend to go to the static displays like the RNLI or the Royal Navy frigate, soon to loose the title "Royal" as Bliar has it changed to the republic of the UK! Bstd, (Sorry about that) then I will watch all the demonstrations and entertainment, possibly dancing a little to the glorious sound and sight of the dancers on the promo stage, well its not really dancing (mine that is) its more a small squirm as I watch another punter sucked in by a failed car dealer (FCD)to be told that he sell million of these each year and they are the most popular and we have sold out of this years production but if you put a deposit (non returnable of course) today you can have a discound on the already inflated retail price! omne of my usual visits is to the Beta marine engine stand where I find an unsuspecting FCD and ask him if I can deal direct with the company and not through a supplier, to which they usuall give a wink and a nod and agree that it may be possible! Then I pounce and berate them telling them that I was once a supplier and got really Pis*ed off by having to do the guarantee work on engines that I or any other supplier hadn`t supplied. Well I have to get some entertainment somewhere dont I More to com upon my return.

Must look

http://www.allcapecod.com/shoptillchristmas.cfm

Inspiration for a cold dismal day

SEA FEVER

I MUST down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking. I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. I must down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy life. To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife; And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover, And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.

John Masefield

Playing with Banners

They say that you dont loose too many brain cells as you get older, well! I have been trying to set up a banner on my site and so far have managed to delete my header, destroy all my replied comments and generall Fa*t things up! I do, however, now have a modified site, but that wasn`t my initial intention. So what to do? I think I`ll just put it down to experience and carry on as it is :o(( "Pillock", Grumble grumble! Ah!!!! I have just spotted the Label box at the bottom perhaps I`ll try a label? Oh dear!!!!!!!

I`m dreaming of a white christmas!

Worth a look, and a listen!
http://www.thecompassgroup.biz/merryxmas.swf

Seasons Greetings

May I wish you all a very merry Christmas!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LH7vrLlDZ6U&NR
Kindest regards
Rob

Silent thought for Sunday!

Its 14-00 and I`m just getting ready to collect and deliver a wooden sailing Ketch from the south west coast of the UK to just downstream of tower bridge on the Thames. The weather has been pretty bad for more than a few days now and even today the forecast is for following winds up to 50 miles an hour but at least they will be from astearn so if I can keep the tide, for the best parts of the initial trip, I will be OK as far as Ramsgate (10 hours plus) . Also I will get some shelter afforded from the Goodwins too as I intend passing on the downwind side of them (offshore side, no inshore channel for me this time). If the weather reduces and is suitable I will give Ramsgate a miss passing "The elbow" and enter into the princes channel seaward of Margate sands and on past the new wind farms, down to "Sea reach 1" and up into the better shelter of the Thames itself. The vessel has just had a new engine installation so it is a bit of an unknown, and the sails may be real handy. I reckon the trip will take two days, be fairly riotus and not warm, not to mention wet!

The joys of boating eh! why do we do it? is it for adventure? My reason is because I just love to be at one with nature. It has to be the closest one can get to it being alone in the middle of a sea (even the english channel with no land evident) OK so it gets a bit windy and a bit bumpy its still a great feeling to achieve your goal and make your port safely! Think of me while you are tucked safely up in your beds tomorrow morning or tomorrow night :o)) bye 4 Now!

Aren`t some people nice!

A mate of mine gave me a GPS for my car yesterday, he had broken the bracket and instead of just buying a new bracket he purchased an upgraded system, which now, incooperates his phone (Wow!) bloody BMV drivers, don`t you just love em? tee hee! So I set about making a suitable metal bracket to fit into my dash.

One hour later it was finished, sprayed in primer and fitted to my dash on Velcro pads, "no its not, yes it is, no its not, yes it is? they keep falling off? Ah! read the instructions, Doh! they have to be left for 24 hours? for maximum security! Pillock !!! I did that and now its there in all its glory working away! Now what do I do? I don`t go anywhere strange ? Ive been around long enough to know everywhere :o(( ?

Wow I`ve just found out that I can link my phone to this one too ( I bet he didn`t realisethat Id better tell him!) through Blue tooth, but I haven`t got them so ? out with the poster paints! thats better now I have! I recieve a strange look from wife as I pass the kitchen( unintentional cheauvanistic comment) but I explain to her that I am linking my phone to the GPS, whilst licking lips clear of spilt blue paint! eugh! tastes horrible, much nodding of her head and muttering of " if you had a brain you could rule the world!" What would she know?:o))

What it is, not to be a Technophobe eh? gosh!!! this paint is getting everywhere, must change my shirt, Oh sh*t it all over my hands now and the car door handle as I go to look at my new work of art!

Its gone! Oh B*llocks the velcro has fallen off again! I find the GPS resplendant with quick release, specialist designed and manufactured bracket, in the foot well, Now happily telling me to Turn around at the next available roundabout! Mental note to get some cloth and get the blue paint of the dashboardbefore it sets, and the GPS case. Two screws seems to be the order of the day I think now! Isn`t it always the case ;o)) Second mental note:- book seats for the Blue man show and go in costume, I`ll never get all this paint off :o))

Wow!

More people are murdered in the UK each year. by mentally disturbed people released back into the community, than were ever killed by privately owned hand guns since the second world war!

why did the government forbid the ownership of a self protection item that they could at least have kept track of, and why do they still allow inadequate descisions to be made, re the mental health act/return to community "sensor" those making such bad descisions shouild be imprisoned themselves!

In Fact, Exponentially, more hand gun crimes are occuring each year now, since the ban but now there is no track on the weapons! and little or no recourse against the guilty, due to lack of police funding!

Who the!

not only am I "in need of Maintenence" and repeating myself( Oh bye the way Compliments of the season) I`m changing physically, Here is a recent photo of me at work!

The Compliments of the season to you all!

About the Origami Holiday Tree: The Origami Holiday Tree has marked the start of the holiday season at the Museum for over 30 years. The theme of this years tree is Origami Safari, and is represented by a bountiful array of exotic creatures, created by 40 of the 1,600 members of Origami USA. Lions, tigers, bears, elephants, giraffes, and camels hang from and surround the base of the tree. The volunteers begin folding in July to complete approximately 500 creations displayed on the tree. During the holiday season, volunteers will be on hand to teach visitors of all ages the art of origami folding.

I fancy a trip to learn how to fold a Tiger? or an Elephant. Oh! the photo is from the New York Natural History Museum, bye the way!

Compliments of the season! December 25th is nearly here!

Oslo's Christmas tree for London ready, Thursday, Oslo's traditional gift to London, a Christmas tree for Trafalgar Square, will be cut. The 26-metre tree is 100 years old, and the 60th tree to cross the North Sea.The Lord Mayor of Westminister, Alexander Nicoll, and Oslo Mayor Per Ditlev-Simonsen will be present at the traditional cutting ceremony in the Oslo forest.Chidren from the Oslo International School and the local Korsvoll Primary School will sing Christmas carols.The Oslo tree will be lit on Trafalgar Square on December 7th.The tree is a gift to London in gratitude for what the city did for Norway during the Second World War, housing Norway's King and Government in exile.Oslo is also sending a Christmas tree to Rotterdam and Reykjavik

As a kid, each year I would be taken up to Trafalgar square by my Grandfather to see the tree and to look at the model boats, in the shipping companies windows all around the area, I guess I got my great love of the sea from those experiences. The tree never looks as big now as it did then, funny that isnt it?

The model boats once the pride of the various shipping companies, as their fleets representations in London, have mostly gone now but a couple still remain. The Science Museum was always an alternative and from the Age of about seven years old, I would walk from Battersea to Exhibition road each day (when not at school) to see the models there too, and wind the many brass handles of the exhibits to make a model archemedian screw irregation pump work, with its little Arab gentleman working the actual pump`s handle! or a model train, move along a track, or many other wondrous displays. Ah me!

Some 37 Years later at the Tecnology in leisure exhibition, convention in Maastrict I presented a paper to some, one thousand industry leaders, on "The benefits of Planned preventative maintenence in the day to day use of Technical ride park machienery" (Booring) In it, I referred to Museums as having the oportunity to gain revenue and increased funding by becoming the "Themeparks of the future" and the Science museum, London, certainly took that commment on board. What goes around comes around! Eh? Now I need maintaining!!!!!!!!! Hee Hee!

Extinction is for ever! well almost,

I was going to put photos of the tasmanian Tiger and the Dodo, here but I could only find one and that was pretty bad! :o))

Sharks! the red corpcuscles in our life blood sea.

Shark Fins stored fins aboard a longlining vessel captured off the US coast!

Sharks are the real cleaners of the sea, they rid the oceans of the sick and dying, preventing the stagnation of the seas, in much the same manner as the red corpuscles in our Blood, for without them our planet will die. (A 1968)

It's a pretty gruesome practice. Net a shark, slice off its fins, then throw the bleeding, limbless fish back into the water. This is the source of the primary ingredient in shark-fin soup, a pricey staple of Chinese restaurants throughout Asia and parts of the West.
A tiny portion of the fins on board the King Diamond II when it was stopped at sea by the U.S. Coast Guard 2 years ago.U.S. Coast Guard
The problem is not that people eat cartilage-rich shark fins, but that most of the crews harvesting those fins discard the rest of the huge animal—wasting its protein in a remarkably inhumane fashion. In the West, where the allure of shark fins is low, nearly everyone from shark conservationists to U.S. government officials has condemned the practice. Indeed, 2 years ago the National Marine Fisheries Service, part of the Commerce Department, formally banned shark finning throughout U.S. waters.
However, those rules applied only to fishing vessels flying under a U.S. flag while at sea. Foreign vessels continued to plunder sharks throughout the seas, including U.S. waters, with impunity.
At least in the Atlantic Ocean and Mediterranean Sea, that situation may be about to end. On Nov. 23, 63 member nations of the International Commission for the Conservation of Atlantic Tunas (ICCAT)—an intergovernmental fishery organization that concerns itself with large fish in the open seas—unanimously agreed to ban shark finning in those two bodies of water.
The decision had been prodded by measures from several influential bodies. In May, for example, the American Elasmobranch Society, made up of biologists who study sharks and related species, passed a resolution urging an international ban on shark finning by the United Nations General Assembly at its fall meeting. And on Nov. 17, the General Assembly complied by "urging" member nations to ban "directed shark fisheries conducted solely for the purpose of harvesting shark fins . . . and to encourage the full use of dead sharks." Who are we to make this descision?

I miss my old Vixen!

Good ole Sam T !

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (another one)

As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
The Sun came up upon the left,
Out of the sea came he!
And he shone bright, and on the right
Went down into the sea.

The moving Moon went up the sky,
And no where did abide:
Softly she was going up,
And a star or two beside.

The fair breeze blew,
the white foam flew,
The furrow followed free;
We were the first,
that ever burst ,
Into that silent sea.

Alone, alone, all, all alone,
Alone opon a wide wide sea!
And never a saint took pity,
opon My soul in agony

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

John Masefield (ah me!)

SEA FEVER

I MUST down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking. I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. I must down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy life. To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife; And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover, And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.

John Masefield

Soon be winter

Yes, its getting colder! Yes, it will soon be winter!, Yes, I miss the boat ! Yes, I will be on her in a day or too, so I will be less Pi**ed off. As you might have guessed, I have my Mr Grumpy head on today don`t ask me why? I said don`t ask me !!! alright! Ok I`ll tell you In my previous life I was quite athletic and with the cold weather comes the pain! I ache like B*ggery most of the winter, I am lethargic and as a result boored. I guess I have had life too easily.

I should probably think myself lucky that I have all I could want from life, and should enjoy that in its entirety. But Hey!! I`m human and I want more, what do I want ? I haven`t got a clue, I guess I am searching for the not so holy grail, when I find it I will know. Have I got it already Probably but I don`t recognise it as such. Boored boored boored!

Indiginous Specis (ten years hence)

I woke early today (05-00) and thought I would stretch myself a little with a post I have considered but not really thought about fully.

As the indiginous specis of the british Isles the early Populace, kelts , saxons etc are already a mixed bunch and so we start in confusion, with all factions believing that they are the true Indiginous specis.

Recently (in say the last 60 years) things have changed quite dramatically. People have migrated south (our government is predominently scottish) landed here from overseas and now we are an even more "watered" down society! Is this a bad thing I have to ask? as I am a believer that the mongrels of this world survive longer are healthier and providing close interbreeding is avoided we will survive!

The Indiginous peoples of USA ( the american indians) after all lost their country to the imigrants and look what that "great super power" has achieved (give or take a few wasteful wars) in the short time following the indians loss.

Is the UK to go the same way, The UK immigration laws, and its blatant abuse, bothers me, not so much for myself but for my children and their children. We are developing areas of high unemployed and low income where all manner of crime is increasing. We have forbidden all hand guns, ( due to one incident perpetrated by a mad man) yet the incidence of (hand ) gun crime is rising rapidly. Our values are depreciating, no longer do we see people standing up to allow a less capable person take their seat on the bus. More often are we hearing of another robbery, too little funding. over zealous Stealth taxation. poor hospitals. In fact the whole UK and its systems are depreciating rapidly. What is the way forward I ask myself. Change the government? bring a halt to continued immigration?.

Increasing numbers of Brits are emigrating fed up with the situation they find themselves in, so they too are guilty of becoming the next generation of immigrants to wherever they decide to settle, and so it goes on.

As a "Norman" ( not am Eric :o)) ) myself I guess I cannot say too much but I have to ask will the UK go the same way as the USA in that the indiginous specis will be minimalised (if its not the case already) or will there be some room for the remaining Brits to lead a good life in a secure established society?

Summat 2 ponder upon!

To be truly challenging, a voyage, like a life, must rest on a firm foundation of financial unrest. Otherwise you are doomed to a routine traverse, the kind known to yachtsmen, who play with their boats at sea - "cruising," it is called. Voyaging belongs to seamen, and to the wanderers of the world who cannot, or will not, fit in. If you are contemplating a voyage and you have the means, abandon the venture until your fortunes change.

Only then will you know what the sea is all about."I've always wanted to sail to the South Seas, but I can't afford it." What these men can't afford is not to go. They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of "security." And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine - and before we know it our lives are gone.What does a man need - really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in - and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That's all - in the material sense. And we know it. But we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention from the sheer idiocy of the charade.

The years thunder by. The dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it the tomb is sealed.Where, then, lies the answer? In choice. Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life?-

Sterling Hayden

Don`t know what his dvd is like but!

His site is worth a read and, inavertantly, contains some very good tips that Mmmmmmm might concider using for funding her world cruise? http://www.projectbluesphere.com costs nothing to join but you might like to contribute by purchasing a dvd of his cruise so far? having availed yourselves of his daily log entries. (fousands of them)

What a well thought out statement

"I have always had the feeling that these long journeys act upon my system as a thorough cleansing of all the nastiness that accumulates during a period on shore. Once out of sight of the coast, a man is all alone in the presence of his Creator, and he cannot remain a stranger to the forces of nature that surround him. Soon he will be part of these himself, regaining his simplicity and refining himself in contact with the brute forces that embrace him and swallow him up.
And it is this, I believe, this need not simply for novelty, but for physical and spiritual cleanliness which drives the lone sailor towards other shores; there, his body and mind are freed from their terrestrial ties and bondage, and can regain their essence and integrity in the natural elements which the ancients deified. Wind, Sun and Sea: the seaman's triune god!"

Bernard Moitessier

Written before there were as many Woman sailors evident

Good Man is RKJ

Here he is pictured at the Dinkirk little ships meet ( in guess where!) Dunkirk on an old diesel powered steam Tug.

Piccie for Mmmmmmmm !

Notice how straight it is too, except for the "designer" kink in the end! that is :o))

Are those seagulls swimming or walking number one?

They appear to be walking Captain! "Oh Shite! full astearn number one"

Dancing on Tables this weekend!

Well I crossed the solent (both ways this weekend) to the Isle of wight and stayed with a mate on his boat (you know the one whose landing stage we rebuilt). I had a great time and ended up on the Saturday night at a certain hostilery where dancing on the tables is not ony condoned its encouraged. We ended up finally going to sleep at 02.30 Sunday morning Wow!! very late for me. I enclose a photo of the place so those of you who can recognise it might comment as to what its name is (Fuff??)

And the amount left in the dingy

look at the size of that compared to the power plug

Am I a Jonah!

I delivered a 45 foot princess from Brighton to Shepperton last week. We left brighton at 22.00 hours arriving at Hammersmith bridge at 16.00 approximately. As we were about to pass under the bridge we picked up a rope on the starboard engine, stopping it dead and refusing to operate in gear, this caused the boat to turn broadside, I tried to correct this by going astearn on the only operational engine and picked up the rest of the rope causing that engine to stop too. I announced that we had a problem and immediately headed for the anchor to stop the boat from continuing with the tide and impacting with other moored boats close by, whilst the owner and friend who were lowing the radar arch at the time, tried to regain control of the engines ( without any luck).

The pin that released the anchor was firmly stuckin in and no amount of my cursing and pulling would let it free, so I called to the owner, that we would need plenty of fenders to prevent damage in the impact with the by now fast closing moored vessels. I grabbed a large ball fender and fitted it to the most advantageous point and then instructed him to to throw me a long mooring line which he kept on the fly bridge and made my way to the bow (we passed under the bridge broadside with 300 mm to spare and were now able to straighten up the vessel with the use of the bow thruster only, but were travelling astearn in the current of about three knots) I fixed the line to the Anchor winch via the port fairlead and as we were about five metres off the first lot of passing boats, but heading straight for a group of plastic small boats (moored to a footbridge type pier) I instructed the owners friend to take the wheel and the owner who had by now lined the rest of the boat with fenders, to get another long rope ( all though this was unneccery as he was on the case already) and deal with the stearn should he get along side first. I spotted a large mooring ring on the roof, of a soon to pass, canal boat and instructed the owners friend to forget our attitude and just get the boat as close to canal boat as he could with the use of the bow thruster, which he did. We were just about to pass the canal boat when I jumped onto the roof and ran for the ring passing the rope through it with two turns. The flimsyg ring (about 8 mill in diameter) didnt seem strong enough but that was all we had for the moment, I took a quick look around as the rope took the strain, and the boat pulled around to face into the stream. and spotted a stronger cleat on the bopw of the canal boat should I need it in an "emergency". The fenders did their job and the owner jumped off the stearn onto another vessel.

After a few ajustments we breathed again, and our pulse rates returned to normal. The pier "superintendant" immediately appeared (as they do, looking for fees) and asked how long we were intending to stay as we couldnt moor where we were. He was dispached with a king size hornet in his ear as out plight was pointed out to him. we checked the depth of the water and found that it was reducing rapidly which would mean that the vessel would ground in about an hour (something that Princess 45`s cannot do as the rudders are forced through the hull and the integrity of the hull is breached. We called the coastguard explaining our plight and that the vessel was in imminent danger of being holed who dispached the RNLI river rescue to our aid.

Within about four minutes of the call the sirens were heard and the blue light was approaching fast. they pulled along side assesed the problem and we affixed our lines to them for a tow to their station at Chiswick pier, where we could sit quite happily until we fixed the problem (as it didn`t dry out) I have to say that the Lifeboat crew acted with the greatest of proffessionalism, they were well trained and cheerful and their equipment was of the highest standard, they did however pickup a blockage to their port water jet whilst they were towing us and were forced to reduce speed to barely more than the surging current, we all looked at each other with a single thought, would we and they now be sent off down river ajoined, without any control power? It didn`t happen and with good spirits we arrived at the pier where two of the crew were waiting for us, to take lines etc. They (the lifeboat) went alongside inbetween us and the pier and acted as an actual buffer to the pier and lines were exchanged. They then went out astearn and down the pier to their berth, where they commenced the clearing of their jet drive.

We telephoned for the services of a Diver as the owner refused to let me have a go at clearing the blockage when the tide was slack, the current was by now running well. He arrived at slack water the next day and managed to clear the port prop and shaft, but the tide beat him and he wasn`t able to clear the starboard one. We waited for the tide to be suitable ( draft wise) for passage along Sion reach and on to Richmond half tide lock where the barrier would be open and progressed up river on one engine and entered the non tidal waters above Teddington lock where the diver could work with impunity having little worries about the tide.

The diver returned at 08.30 the next day and cleared the rest of the rope ( which was 9 inch circumference, green and white barge rope, about thirty feet of it, Ouch! Thankyou Mr Cory) We returned up river to Shepperton where the owner was supposed to be attending a Commodores sail past and was by now a couple of hours late he did however make a run past the other moored boats whith the commodore aboard and we dipped our ensign in salute, whereupon the commodore replied with his own salute. God only knows what they all thought of the ragamuffing crew in heavy weather gear, no blazers and white slacks for us that day. We settled on the owners mooring about ten minutes later as the torrential rain stopped. The boat will be lifted out for drive train inspection, on Tuesday and the gearbox integrity investigated for damage.

As a "govenor", and full supporter of all things to do with the RNLI and having now had to call them twice in my boating life ( the first time whilst diving off Selsey Bill and watching the boat sink past me in mid water) I have to say that they provide a brilliant service, their crews are fully dedicated and professional, and their tea is brilliant! thanks again Guys for a job well done.

Lifes never dull is it?
"Am I really a Jonah?"

Where`s this then

Yesterday (Sunday, just so you all know when I wrote this post)

The usual flock (squillions of the b*ggers) of starlings arrived at the marina this afternoon and in "orderly fashion" as if there were some sort of school teacher ordering them to do so, they settled on the rigging of all the marina sail boats, whilst waiting their turn to roost in the area under "Wheatherspoons" which they do each night (while their number grows ready to emigrate to Morocco and then mid Africa). My next door, but one, neighbour decided that she would go to the boat next to me and shake the rigging to dislodge them, this she duly did and they flew off and circled around, but not before they Shat great amounts of blackberry sh*t all over my newly cleaned white GRP boat. Why do people do such things, what a bloody pillock that woman is. I have just spent another hours trying to get blackberry stains out of my gell coat, She walked away without a mark.Her boat which was next door, on the other side to me, to the boot whose rigging she shook was completely missed by them as was she. I wish I was a starling I wouldnt miss her! Oh well! I`m getting used to being in the Sh*t these days.

01-52 still no progress with postings whats going on?

Ho hum! I guess I`d better allow for at least four days to get a posting?

15.00 Friday wheres my posts?

Why is it taking me so long to get anything posted now? Chatting with a mate, he is writing a program to copy the blogger site system! I am tempted to fund him and use him ! so get your a8ses into gear please!

This post was entered at 22.40 today thursday 12th September

please comment when you see it first so I can get an Idea of when it actually gets on to my site in view!
thanks!

Off to SBS today

I quite look forward to a boat show visit, or do I? really! do I? There are so many boats ,so many dreams and perhaps just too much marketing hype. The show organisers don`t exactly tell the truth re the amount of sales, they never really come out and say that the boat industry is drying up or that sales were bad this year or that year, perhaps its just my wrong instincts and they are not? and its only certain manufacturers that are the ones on the bread line, (certainly not Janneau or Beneteau with their cheap productioin costing, spray glass systems).

I shall walk around, as I have done for very many years (not Southampton of course) and look in awe at the large cruisers, Nordhaven etc, the latge sailboats, Swan nautor etc, and the electronic boys toys, sure I have computer navigation and Radar but the forward scanning sonar now available (if one has the money) is incredible. Mind you at fifty knots does it work :o)) (who the hell does fifty knots, well the "Super seasick" does, the sea cats).

I shall eat the burgers and drink the plastic cupped (foul) tea and during the break I shal contemplate why the hell I made the effort to come, then its off to wind up a few stand holders. to watch the man that each year demonstrates the drill bits that can drill right through a file( I wonder what he will be drilling through this year) Oh! and the large bearded gentleman that has a renown bench vice system and carves large eagles and such like, Oh! and the diamond file seller she will be there too, again I ask myself why do I go as I shall see the same boats mostly, certainly the same stalls, (I`m not interested in the diving, sail training, canoeing, ditch crawling,etc so I have cut my required exposure to about 20%) why do I go? the journey is 60 miles the parking absymal! with transfer buses or large amounts of money if you can find a space.

Oh well! its 07.35 here and time to get ready for the two hour journey and to ponder further just why? Why the "hell" do I bother?

answers on a post card to the show organisers please :o))

Well today started off OK but!

Yesterday evening I arrived at the delivery boat , carried out all the usual checks, safety equipment vessel, compitence etc, although a couple of points were border line( old flares but just in date) . I agreed to take her through the lock and on to the fuel pontoon, having her ready, fuelled, for the off by 06.00 today.

Today I duly arrived on time and started up the vessel, the owners PA was still asleep (can you believe) cast her off ( the vessel not the PA you understand) duly spun her around and took her out through the lock into the main Marina area and on to the fuel pontoon. The fog horn was wailing and the sea was like glass, Ideal sea state for this sort of vessel (60 foot plus Hatteras. with about 1000 metres of bimini and side walling two stories up) which I expected to "sail" like a sideboard. This is the second time that I have tried to deliver her having encountered some failing or other in the past.

At the pump I found that the port filler would not recieve fuel and appeared to be full (I knew it wasnt the case) and so I fuelled the starboard tank with about £400.00 of fuel giving the vessel a decided lean to starboard, confirming that the port tank was pretty much empty. The Balance pipe was located and opened and the vessel levelled herself as the fuel transferred itself across. I again filled the starboard tank also with another £400.00 plus until the port was also full. By now the owner (but not his PA) was fully awake and up and about, the fog horn had silenced, although a bit of mist was evident (we have great Radar if needed) so off we went. all seemed OK and I ran a few checks once again, only to find that the nav lights tripped out and wouldn`t stay on (dead short) not too much of a problem as I anticipated an overnight in Ramsgate and so no night passage, having an ETA there at 05.30. I contacted an engineer who works out of Dover to have the problem sorted , so that was OK. everything else was going OK the owner went below to check out the engines, Humungous great MTU circa 60s diesels newly serviced etc, only to have him return wight faced to tell me in a high pitched babble that I had to switch off the starboad engine as we were sinking and that there was water everywhere in the engine compartment, I shut down the engine and asked the mate ( who was by now settled, dozing in a steamer chair on the rear deck) to investigated, He returned to say that I had shut down the wrong engine (good job it wasnt a 747, it has happened). The owner having negotiated a rather splendid spiral staircase, and now disorientated, before stating which engine it was,had told me the wrong one, I started up the stopped engine and closed down the offending one, but not before the mate had opened the engineroom door and got a full soaking with sea water from the source, he is a grumpy old sod anyway! :o)). The problem seemed to be that the water pump airbleed elbow/ had broken off.

I spun the boat around to make for out home port and, leaving the owner at the wheel, and instructions to follow the plotted course on the plotter, I briefly went below to check to see if a temp repair could be effected. No sooner had I left the port engine room to report back to the owner that we were going to have to continue to make our way back, than I bumped into him on the stairs, "Whos at the wheel" I asked, "Oh! Pheobe" he replied! I got back to the wheel to find this diminuative lady PA happily sitting in the "Big chair" singing away at the top of her voice, but now heading for France. "How am I doing" she said! "what course are you on" I asked "Oh! the one that Sydney gave me when he asked me to take over" she replied. I "took control"and we turned to the correct course and approached Brighton once again. They as ever were very accomodating and duly took our lines as I brought her into her temporary berth, astearn, with a large vessel to our bow. I have to say the "landing" was as perfect as it could be ( one engine remember, even if I do say so myself particularily as it is a strange, to me, vessel) I tried to switch the running engine off but to no avail, so I had to return once again,to the engine room to locate the solenoid and manually activate the stop on the diesel pump (I wonder if the captain of the QE2 has this sort of problem?) given the amount of hot pipes and my short sleeves I nearly burned myself a couple of times. Ahhhhh poor soul! do I hear you say?

The various works ( by now quite a list) were duly agreed upon and who would sort them out before a further attempt at her delivery be made, the Mate is seeing to that. I duly removed all my gear off the boat, navigation computer charts wet weather gear etc etc and went off with the owner and the mate for breakfast. it was a short trip and an early one. St Katherins have been notified of the delay in arrival as have Ramsgate. I bet when the boat is ready, the sea state won`t be! Oh well thats life at sea. Oh I forget to mention that my back decided to trip out just before all this took place too! sooooo "on the whole" I dont think that I did too badly for a, all be it, temporarily relative cripple :o)) Tee he!!!!!. at least my back will be comfortable by the time the next attempt is made.