BLUEMOMENT

Silkie wrote:And why hasn't FullCircle checked in yet?

I thought online check-in was the exclusive preserve of the shysters at Ryanair?

I am currently struggling with a rising sense of panic. I have a bitten into a large quantity of unfixed boat, now lodged in my (not inconsiderable) mouth, which I am currently unable to masticate.

I may not be launching until the 2nd week of May at this rate, unless I can perform some miracles of scheduling and efficiency of effort. The only efficiencies I can think of is to leave the teapot at home, erect barbed wire around the periphery of the boat to prevent idle banterers sauntering over for a chat, and to actually get on with it, rather than measure it again.

Here is a picture of my not yet installed 2010 electronics package.....

What are the coathangers for?????

garredfox wrote:What are the coathangers for?????

Those are premium wooden coathangers to replace the not quite so premium plastic ones which have been breaking these last 2 seasons.
I am hoping they will be resistant to the heat and damp of our heated wetlocker.

And before anyone asks, the cutlery tray has been sterilised by the loving Mrs FC prior to resuming its service in the galley drawer.

FullCircle wrote:And before anyone asks, the cutlery tray has been sterilised by the loving Mrs FC prior to resuming its service in the galley drawer.

I try to keep everything in my drawers sterile too, it's not easy.

So what's the tally, then? Which boats, and who needs a berth?

BTW, the Cruise Director has been very quiet of late......

He is currently resident in the land of the Lang Runny Nose

claymore wrote:He is currently resident in the land of the Lang Runny Nose

So he'll be wan of thae lang-nebbit folk, I suppose?

• Last nicht in Scotland street I met a man
  that gruppit my lapel — a kinna foreign
  cratur he seemed; he tellt me, There's a war on
  atween the Lang-nebs and the Big-heid Clan.
  
  I wasna fasht, I took him for a moron,
  naething byordnar, but he said, Ye're wan
  of thae lang-nebbit folk, and if I can
  I'm gaunnae pash ye doun and rype your sporran.
  
  Says he, I’ll get a medal for this job;
  we’re watchan ye, we ken fine what ye’re at,
  ye’re with us or agin us, shut your gob.
  He gied a clout that knockit aff my hat,
  bawlan, A fecht! Come on, the Big-heid Mob!
  Aweill, I caa’d him owre, and that was that.
  
  Robert Garioch - ‘I’m Neutral’