Saturday, 24 October 2009
I collected all my old diaries when I was visiting Richard the other week. It was odd, and quite cringey, reading through them after all this time. But there are some fairly nice pictures in there too, little records of things that happen rather than attempts at art. I'm looking and thinking of something good to write about my seafaring days. All in good time. Meanwhile...
Watching fish rising in Portland harbour one summer's evening, with a Mulberry harbour and Chesil Beach in the background
Bunkering (taking on fuel oil) in Weymouth harbour
A lifeboat (well, duh!)