I've been working on my Puffin (Iain Oughtred's) for a good
few weeks now, working many evenings and weekends, in the garage,
with the door wide open in full view of all who pass in the
street, and do you know what? I haven't had one person stop
and ask me about the boatbuilding. Not ONE!
Our American friends, particularly those unused
to the infamous British reserve, might say, "By Jove old
chap! What must you be thinking, living in a such a beastly
neighbourhood!", or words to that effect.
Perhaps the neighbours don't know what a boat
looks like when it doesn't have any planking. Or maybe they
just don't like to approach me because I'm obviously a nutcase,
like Noah (we're also many miles away from the sea; at least
I've had more comments on the Lune
Longboat, parked on the drive, but then that's
a complete boat, quite recognisable, and they've had six years
to notice that. Actually, the usual comment is (pointing at
the outboard well in the pointed stern), "you'll not get
far in that, lad; there's a ruddy great hole in the front."
As we get into spring and the boat is looking
more complete (dream on, big boy), and the evenings aren't quite
so dark, maybe my activities will be noticed. It's gotta happen!
I want it to happen! I wanna show off! That's one of the reasons
I'm doing it; I'm an inveterate show-off! It's better than building
a cupboard, or a fence, innit?
What say you? Move house? Make an announcement?
Run a Stinger across the road in front of the house?
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