Woke up this Morning..

... to another single digit day. With a bitter southerly wind blowing again. Which is all slightly tedious, for nearly the middle of march. Double digit weather isn't due here until next week. It's been the coldest english winter i've ever experienced, and i'm consoling myself with the fact, that if i get these jobs out of the way now, next winter, we can just sit back, put our feet up, and bung another log on the fire.

So i put on 4 layers of clothing, tucked myself away in the bilge out of the wind, and got scraping again. Now the air has got to it, more rusty flakes are coming off. Which is good. Better it happens now, than when it's been repainted.