Proper Sunday

Today was like a ‘Proper Sunday’, a lie in, a light breakfast and then a whole lot of nothing, but constructive nothing.

Letter writing, shopping list, reading, e-mails, coffee drinking in the garden and a traditional Sunday Roast, lamb today. The shoulder of lamb was big enough to ensure that we have enough for a lamb curry tomorrow night.

In amongst my ever growing list of things to do/like to do was to repair our lake yacht. Broken mast, broken gooseneck (joint between boom and mast), missing rigging and a couple of splits in the sails.
I decided not to patch the sails but everything else is now good.
Ready for the water.