A narrowboats journey through repair, cruising, and other joys of the english waterways.
I often wonder (at times like these when I need to apply for more funding) what I would do if I wasn’t a scientist.
I haven’t got the faintest idea. Maybe next December I will find out.
eek.
posted by MortimerBones at
4:02 PM
Standing on the roof, with the wind in my hair, gulls cry I sigh, living it up here. The rain meanders along, soaking me to the bone, and ah, as I stand there... no longer alone.
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4 Comments:
You always said running a cake shop was the alternative ...
Professional boat fitter? ;)
I'm 48, 30 years into a career and still havn't decided what I want to do with my life!
Bones, I reckon you'll get the funding.
But if you don't......
I spent 20 years chasing a dream of being a star of stage and screen. (And actually, you know? I wasn't half bad......)
But things change.
I'm now a Donor Carer with The National Blood Service.
Best job I've ever had.....
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