Sunday 28th Feb
Not quite such a long day for Ian today. He started late (10.00) and finished early (5.30). With one side of the hull cleaned and primed, he started on the other side today. You cannot believe what a nasty job this is. The tar seems to be almost toxic and grinding it off turns it into a fine dust that sticks like glue to everything. He has a good respirator and protective eye glasses but even so that dust infiltrates into the tiniest aperture. I just go inside the “tent” to clean for a few minutes, when there is no grinding going on, and I come out filthy dirty.
Not quite such a long day for Ian today. He started late (10.00) and finished early (5.30). With one side of the hull cleaned and primed, he started on the other side today. You cannot believe what a nasty job this is. The tar seems to be almost toxic and grinding it off turns it into a fine dust that sticks like glue to everything. He has a good respirator and protective eye glasses but even so that dust infiltrates into the tiniest aperture. I just go inside the “tent” to clean for a few minutes, when there is no grinding going on, and I come out filthy dirty.
It was windy today. As usual the temperature was around 4 or 5 at
midday and I decided to go for a bike ride.
It didn’t last long – 40 minutes later I was back home (after stopping
at the marina to see if I could find any friends there but it was deserted). Cycling in the wind is no fun, and it was
perishing cold!
Anne, mother of the household, has
said I may use their washing machine.
Turns out they have 2, an ordinary domestic one and a big industrial one
for washing overalls and other filthy things. Guess
which one Ian’s black tarry clothes went into!
Gilled sausages for dinner and Ian was in bed by 9.30.
Thanks Sian. Nice chatting yesterday - need to see some photos of end of Tuesday situation.
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