I wrote this on paper while having a drink... It is Saturday the 7th of October and almost two weeks since we recovered the main and mizzen masts from where they declined for a couple of years. Girl Marion 's masts stayed at her old mooring whilst I moved her to a yard on another river - the Hamble. The number of available slipways in the Solent area have decreased massively over the last twenty years; old yards have failed as the modern fibreglass boat displaces her older wooden sisters. Girl Marion's long overdue refit is taking a lot more time and resource than I'd be proud of. I am ashamed to say that very few people expect it to be finished and that she has nothing but decay to look forward to. However... This is not how I have ever or do now intend things to be done. The reasons, good though they may be, are irrelevant and it is now time to get things going again. And so back to the masts. Girl Marion is a ketch blessed with a gaff rig. I say blessed because al...