I had a rather ordinary start to my day. I got up, had some coffee, went for a walk with Scott and then started to make breakfast.
When I opened the egg container this morning, I found a wee beastie lurking inside.
Here's what he looks like up close. Doesn't he look a little cranky to you? I'm guessing he hasn't had his morning coffee yet.
Scott brought him back from Glasgow with him. Every day he keeps turning up in new places. Scott's fun like that.
We used to have another wee beastie on our boat in New Zealand.
Here's a close-up. Clearly, he's had way too much coffee. And he's got a weird kind of drool thing going on.
For some reason, neither of our wee beasties have names. Odd, isn't it?
The rest of the day was far less entertaining than the egg incident. We worked on the engine. There were wire brushes, grease, grime, oil, dirt, dust and other unpleasant things involved. Plus a lot of paper towels. Lots and lots of paper towels. There's a reason why boaters call paper towels "white gold" - they're essential to most boat projects.
Just in case you needed proof that I actually worked on boat projects today, here's what my hands looked like at the end of the day. That's oil and grease under those fingernails, not a new trendy manicure. Living on a boat is just so darn sexy and glamorous.
How did your day start and end? What do you think we should name our wee beastie?
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