Barnacle Bill

I must admit that I've felt better. But, things to do, so it was down to the boat in the cold north easterly wind to get scraping and washing. No, not ma mooth: the underside. And topsides. And even a spruce up of the shiny bits.
Then, the evening! After a late afternoon nap, it was a meet up in the Diggers for MrT's 68th birthday and then onward to his fabby wee appropriately sixties themed gaff. Made our IKEA themed gaff feel a bit mundane it must be said. A goodly crowd and friendly crowd, fabulous cake, and the most remarkable, and indeed, remarked upon, English Camembert.