i'm bending maggie over as i type mate. she's getting one in the old dish cloth holder. since i've been back in uk , the winds have been 5-8 knots and the swell has been a foot on the face. thinking of maybe knitting myself a kite. should be fairly fire resistant and warm too. who needs cubanised dacron. bring me your flock and i'll transform there daggy hides into multi colored dream kites. (the baaa hellflock) just like granny used to make. ohhhhh dear crazy local mushrooms
