Reborn

We have been out and about for the afternoon and saw this pretty little restored yacht. She shot into Christchurch harbour with the tide like she was being sucked through a plughole. When her owner gives her some new portlights she will look even lovlier.
I admire people who take on old, tired boats and bring them back to their former glory. There is always something especially sad about boats that are left to the elements in boatyards and on the mud until they seem to eventually die.
After our moochette, we picked up some tipples and a couple of DVD's. Fur has also bought a game; Star Wars - Empire at War. That's my peace and quiet well and truly trashed for the next couple of weeks.
Right, time to watch Lost in Translation and drink booze.