When sparks fly

One of the nice things about being off school (yay!) is simply tootling around at home. The Ards Man is a busy bee and always has a project on the go, so now I get to interfere watch him at work!

Today the wood-burning stove is getting a new pipe attachment so that it sits a bit further from the wall - cue use of angle grinding saw with lots of sparks flying! The sparks were flying all over the place and at one point I was getting a tad concerned about the Ards Man's trousers, but by the time I had taken 77 shots he still hadn't burst into flames, so I reckoned all was well.

I also got my eyes tested today, so that's another wee job ticked off the list. Depending on the weather we may sail up to Belfast tomorrow. I am definitely a fair-weather sailor, much to the Ards Man's disappointment, but he assures me the winds are fair for Friday. We'll see.