Blasted Boat! 15th June

Scarboreugh / Redhill Marina

The title of today’s post could mean one of two things.

Oh, that Blasted Boat! When will work ever start on her?!
Blasted Boat, she’s finally got blasted!

We’ve spent the last week, well longer really, watching the weather forecast. Our local map is a bit too far north to show south of Nottingham. The country map has shown bands of rain over the midlands most days. Mondays forecast might have been okay, but there were some showers that would creep across from the west.

Most evenings we’ve watched the end of the local news program in Nottingham, presented by a lady who looks a lot like Nana Mouskouri. A band of showers would be crossing the area late morning. The weather presenter waved her hand directly over where Redhill Marina is. We couldn’t see if there was a gap in showers! The clouds moving over the map jumped ahead, possibly leapfrogging the marina!

Would the showers halt work on Oleanna? Would the possible forecast mean they wouldn’t start blasting on Monday morning? I’m starting to sound like a vlogger!!

We played it cool. I got on with updating drawings for panto, reading the new draft of the script, taking photos of model pieces. Mick headed off to watch the final days play of cricket at North Marine Road, a thicker coat required for sitting around all day. If things hadn’t gone to plan Tom surely would have been in touch.

Then at 15:08 a photo without explanation dropped into my Whatsapp folder.

There was Oleanna sat on the hill. At first glance she looked dusty, her hull looking like it had been blasted, but elsewhere still had quite a tinge of blue.

When looked at on the computer, rather than phone, I could see where the blasting had avoided getting too close to the her windows, nav lights had been avoided. Her cream line was only now visible above and below windows as if someone had left a reminder of masking tape.