Aching

My word I ached this morning, in fact throughout the day, seven hours painting, bent ad odd angles, stretching and using a brush to paint the internal surfaces of a thirty foot gig.
I thought a walk might stretch the ‘kinks’ out but it just made me feel more tired.

The wheel, seen from the sea whilst rowing, is quite impressive close up, I’m not sure how my photo shows it at an angle when it’s vertical. No one on it but I’m sure once the school holidays start it will do ok.
Shame it’s only there for a week or so, it has to be gone before the start of Falmouth Week.