We were back at it bright and early on Thursday. It was hard to believe that we’d been doing this for best part of a week. In actual fact...

Tuesday morning was all a little embarrassing. The day before we’d been stranded for the want of some premium paraffin and today we were...

We were all a little shipwrecked come Monday morning. We’d hit a wall with the fuel situation and couldn’t do much of anything until we...

Sunday was a bit different. The tail-wagging excitement was giving way to the more usual sense of being at work and on a mission such as...

Saturday dawned clear, still and warm, though overcast but nothing on Earth could diminish the sense of excitement and the buzz around...

We were up, showered, breakfasted and at the workshop bright and early on the Friday morning ahead of our trip to Bute, the first day of...

I think I was fifteen, my mate Barnsey was a smidge older and we’d made up our minds – we were going to the Clyde. Sea angling was our...

As the rebuild of K7 advanced steadily we always kept looking ahead to what was next, what we were going to need, what we must plan for,...

Coming thick and fast now – nowt like having a deadline to ramp things up but in fairness it’s perfect timing. We now find ourselves...

Ahhh, it’s great to be back and as there’s so much going on I thought I’d throw another diary together straight away. Had forgotten how...

Said I wasn’t going to write any more diaries. The fun had gone out of it. You see, the only part I actually enjoy writing is the rubbish...

I managed a little more controversy last time from hopeless dog owners and that’s always a laugh but I’d not reckoned on just how many...

Dear Lord, there are some tragic people out there! I got into a world of trouble last time I wrote because, apparently, I didn’t care...

Well, well well… it’s been a while since I last sat down to write. I never seem to find the time these days. Much has gone on since last...

Never mind fixing boats, I thought I’d fix my dog last week so I took her to the vets, menopausal old mutt that she is. Lots of blood,...

I got a great email after the last diary. It said something like; tell whoever writes the diary to be less ‘verbose’. What a wonderful...

Ever since Athelred the Angry picked up a rock and bashed his enemy’s head in with it rather than break a fingernail mankind has been...

“I’m a project manager,” said the man confidently. “Your job seems to be taking a long time, perhaps I can give you a few tips.” Now then...

I once spent a morning with a high-falutin’ barrister from some stupidly expensive London chambers. I was due in crown court as an expert...

Yet another diary! I hear you say… Yes, and the last of 2012. We’ve had a good year in our little workshop with a great deal achieved....