I do hope she's alight ... just sitting on a clutch of eggs somewhere rather than related to the pile of feathers which appeared the other morning under the bird feeder... to be fair, they DID look more like pigeon feathers than ducks so there is hope.
ANYWAY - the weekend visit to the boat was quite varied - both 'job wise' and socially. On Friday night when I left work, I came straight here (I'm sitting in front of the fire now whilst it's raining outside) from work and managed to get the coach line masked up starboard side and 1 coat of the light grey on. The plan HAD been to get up early on Saturday morning and get a second coat on before heading to see the Hand consultant (I'm sure there is a more technical term than that)
My appointment was 9.40 but there was no messing about ... perhaps because I paid to see him the other week he thought I was paying again this time lol No matter - he's agreed to operate on both my hands.. starting with my left first. I tried to press him to do both at once but he really wasn't keen - apparently for the first couple of weeks you really can't do much with them. The good news being that as it's done in a private clinic, HE could book in the surgery date and fill in the paper work there and then - long story short, I get my left one done 29th June and around 6 weeks later, my right one (subject to the left being ok) . He said as it's done under a local, I can watch if I like... I think I will.
When I got back to the boat (around 10) Mick collared me as I climbed out of the car to ask me to look at something... apparently he'd found an otter in his welly. Upon closer inspection, it appeared to me to be a ferret.