by Lachie Strummer - 15:16 on 27 January 2009
Aye, aye. The days are getting longer. We all know what that means.
It's that time when a young man's thoughts turn to getting his boat painted. There I was this afternoon in the shed, a tin of light blue marine gloss in one hand, paint brush in the other, and Ishbel MacAskill singing on the radio ; it just doesn't get much better than that .
Sometime, in the (hopefully) not too distant future, the croft will start to dry out.
If it would just stay dry for a week or two we could maybe get it back to quagmire level. That would be a start.
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