First Sight of the Black Penny
March 29th 2009 What a piece of junk. That was all I could think of. The boat had potential but other than the obvious need of cleaning, paint and varnish, it was a mess with junk. Scraps of wood, cans of paint, coils of wires, junk, junk, junk everywhere. I was speakless. Peter introduced me to Bruno and took us across the street to the Quayside Mall for lunch. I had soup as I had lost my appetite. Peter
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