Proto-furniture.

This was just going to be a picture post, but then I seem to have got carried away.
Although the items portrayed in the photos don’t look much they were more or less the sum total of efforts of last weekend, and Sam and Jamie were very helpful in helping get me this far. This is mostly due to the birch ply we used being reclaimed, so it had to be sanded like mad by Jamie to get all the footprints-n-shit off. Various issues around bolting the batteries down to a strongpoint had to be dealt with too. There is of course a bigger plan for this forward bulkhead area, and I’m beginning to wish for more 1” birch ‘A’ veneer to fall out of the sky. Well, what are you waiting for sky, come on!
That odd shaped plinthy thing with the sort of bite out of it will provide the start of a home for our fridge. How I’ve survived two summers without contracting botulism or worse is a minor miracle, as since our vessels launch we’ve been reduced to a fairly medieval damp tea towel draped over bucket arrangement. So I’m defo looking forward to somewhere to keep the cheese to stop it running away, oh- and cold beers too- before the summer.
Also, I cannot for the life of me figure out any more sensible plans for that awkward bastard bit around the stairs. Believe me, I’ve looked sideways at the issue for several years and I can’t think of anything better. Never put spiral stairs into boats folks, they’re a pretty pain in the bum.
Whilst I realise that to the unschooled eye it may all look like a load of bollocks, this simple beginning is enough to get me all excited, I know, it doesn’t take much. And the wendy-ideas wall is currently covered in various sketches and scribbles describing how the whole thing should end up looking.
It’s going to take a while though.