So, fresh from a fact finding mission to the
Mike recently broke the record for punting the length of the
All these characters confirmed that our project was bonkers, which, coming from them, I took as a ringing endorsement.
Anyway, I return to find disaster abounds. My colleague struggled to make a cup of tea with 2 hands, so there is little hope of meaningful progress now he has messed up his good one. Our planning missions on our (sadly) matched Triumph Daytonas look to be curtailed, too. The only good thing is that he might get a decent colour next time.
It may actually be a blessing in disguise, though, because it may mean that Joe is forced to stand back and observe while I stumble through the next stages of the build: such an objective viewpoint, coupled with his supportive comments (“You don’t want to do it like that…”), could give us the edge we need to build a high quality vessel. Or it will sink.
Fuel
of Champions
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