The Black Spot.
Couldn’t resist it could I? No- I had to drive straight from work in Wimbledon to the boat in Southampton last Wednesday night just to prove I could apply rustroy to all those freshly ground engine room bilges. Dammit job took me till midnight so consequently Thursday was a bit of a mess. The first half of the job was going ok, as I worked from inside the boat downwards- but the second part found me kneeling on the floor trying to splot the stuff about in a box, over my head. In spite of wearing overalls, gloves and goggles throughout (and a long shower prior to leaving the yard) I still managed to arrive home in the wee small hours looking like a friesian cow and smelling like a chemical weapons programme.
I’ve finally managed to scrub it off my thumbs though.