Musings

Do you wanna dance? by The Beach Boys

Hot City Nights by someone.

eclectic.

Yesterday was valentine’s day so we decided to do the romantic thing: three trips to the dump and cover ourselves in some extra coatings of dust.  Look how pretty we look.

In boaty terms we are now at the extreme dust stage- there is nothing but rust dust everywhere.  (I forgot to take the camera so only have these photos once we were back home).  To be honest, Saturday’s grinding/hoovering/dusting experience was not my favourite so far of the boat-home making tasks. Also, despite wearing rancid protective masks we have still probably inhaled more rust dust than is remotely healthy.

In Brazil it’s Carnival right now.  I don’t mind.

well not really.  we took brother Daniel to have a look round in the dark yesterday. And got all excited again.  Even he got excited- which is a rarity for him.

Being ‘freelance’ is nice.  I can spend time documenting my life for the benefit of a few eager viewers, and mostly no one else.  But anyway.  Here’s some views of the inside.