The last few days (seems like weeks) have been cloudy and cold. No good for gluing with epoxy so we prepared a lot of little boat pieces instead of working on the aft cabin.
The little boat pieces included
- The floor beams in the aft cabin which are made of laminated 50mm x 25mm hardwood.
- Framing for the bulkhead at the forward end of the aft cabin
- Thin strips of wood to laminate beams to fill the hole in the cabin top where the original access hatch used to be (30mm x 12mm)
Lots of little bits of wood prepared
The lunatic is on the grass The lunatic is on the grass Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs Got to keep the loonies on the path The lunatic is in the hall The lunatics are in my hall The paper holds their folded faces to the floor And every day the paper boy brings more
Getting the floor beams level
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You rearrange me 'til I'm sane You lock the door and throw away the key There's someone in my head but it's not me And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear You shout and no one seems to hear And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
Our own woodstock
All that you touch and all that you see
All that you taste, all you feel
And all that you love and all that you hate
All you distrust, all you save
And all that you give and all that you deal
And all that you buy, beg, borrow or steal
And all you create and all you destroy
And all that you do and all that you say
And all that you eat and everyone you meet
And all that you slight and everyone you fight
And all that is now and all that is gone
And all that’s to come and everything under the sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon