Hubby is building a boat.
Not a narrow boat like we used to have, but a model boat to play with putter on the park lake, which is naturally, a boating lake. We shall ignore the ‘Privately owned boats not permitted’ sign of course. It’s only a little boat, not a cruiser or rowing boat.
He’s having fun, and my kitchen cupboard of tinned merchandise is coming into its own as weights on the wood to assist the sticking process. We have a tower of potatoes and soup at the moment. Yeah I know, some people play with Lego.
Hubby has made boats before. His last model was called Love a Duck, and the one before that Kissy Kissy. They were both excellent responders to his gadgetry and remote controls.
In our third home (the semi with the neighbours’ relatives from hell), we had a garage and Hubby did a Gibbs (well, sort of as we didn’t have a basement).
Mark Harmon, aka Leroy Jethro Gibbs from NCIS, was sexy as a young man, but today?
I drool. Blue eyes have always done that for me and Pam Dawber is a lucky lady.
But I digress (and drool). Ahem………… to continue.
Yes, Hubby built a real life, real size, we-can-sit-in-it, sail-in-it boat way back in 1997.
He was happy and content to be working on his boat in the garage, and yes, we were able to get it out when it was finally finished.
Sadly that was as far as it got………. out of the garage………….. as it was never launched.
We could never afford to buy an engine for it as it would have cost more than the materials for making it, and we’d have had fun and games getting it to water as we both drove Yugos at the time, and neither had a tow bar. Could have put it on the roof I suppose. We’d transported a flat pack pine bed frame (under training fire engine look-a-like) and an erected dog kennel as it was the last in the shop (under training camper van) before.
When we moved to the bungalow in 1998, the boat came too, much to the amusement of the furniture removal crew. For years it stood on its helm end and made a lovely shelving unit in the garden for pot plants.
Note:
When we were staying with MSM, we were watching an American TV show about tree houses and one had a canoe turned on its end which was used as a bookcase inside.
Knew we should have patented the idea.