A Boat For My Potplants


My nautical project had taken me to places I’d never previously been. Metaphorically speaking, that is. Despite renovating the boat that was given to me, and even receiving a free new motor along the way, I admit to being too scaredy-cat to venture out on the open river. But never mind, I can do other things instead.
In the meantime, I saw an advert for an old motorhome. What an excellent home for Churchill, our nodding dog, I thought. 'Tallulah', our T-reg classic is doing her bit to keep us young at heart.
And 'Alfonso The Second' - my deliciously beautiful poor-man's classic car is another old thing that is helping to get my mid-life crisis well and truly kicking in.
So dear readers, welcome to my blog - a recipe of my old things, including a dash of the odd ingredient of the lovely 'Erindoors added here and there to the concoction, conjuring up a small hors d'oeuvres of magical Wivenhoe.
AND NOW... A great use for the boat, which has become my 'writer's retreat'. The book, called Muddy Water, is set in Wivenhoe, and features a cameo appearance of me and the boat. Well, it's my boat and my blog, so I CAN!
CLICK ON THE TABS BELOW, OR THE BIG PICTURES, TO GET A GALLERY OF IMAGES WITHOUT ME IN HARDLY ANY OF 'EM.
"Hurrah", I HEAR YOU SHOUT.



Muddy Water - the novel what I'm writing on board my boat and inside our motorhome

Muddy Water - the novel what I'm writing on board my boat and inside our motorhome
MUDDY WATER - is also a novel way of raising cash for three deserving charities; MIND, RNLI and Royal British Legion. People are literally stuffing cash into my mits so that they can appear as a character in the book. Click the pic to be transported to our Facebook page to learn more. Please click the LIKE button on Facebook. Gawd knows why.

A BOAT FOR MY POTPLANTS

NOW...INTRODUCING "TALLULAH", OUR T-REG MOTORHOME...

...AND THE DELICIOUSLY BEAUTIFUL POOR-MAN'S CLASSIC - "ALFONSO THE SECOND"

Saturday, 14 February 2015

The Magic Carpet Ride

The new carpet, without shag

The old, much more tasteful shag pile 
Muddy Water - my forthcoming best-selling novel will of course one day be available from major retailers around the entire world, translated into many languages, but initially Wivenhoe Book Shop may stock a copy or two, in English.

And of course the story will also be turned into a blockbuster film starring Tom Hanks as central figure Leslie Markland and Sandra Bullock as Silvie the sex-goddess. I've already given Tom Cruise my blessing for him to to play ME, on account of his height, in a cameo role, and Dame Helen Mirren will be playing Miss Baudet.

I nearly had a sheer heart attack
Miss Baudet is a leading character who has bought her way into Muddy Water. In the book and in real life, she comes aboard my Boat For My Potplants, and to my utter shock and horror she doesn't care much for the flowers OR the shag-pile carpet.

I nearly had a sheer heart attack right there on the spot, but Miss Baudet is not a lady to be messed with, and so it was off with the old tasteful rugs of before and down with the new ones sadly having no shag.

Miss Baudet is not a lady to be messed with
And just like shagpile carpets, all great things can come to an end - or at least a change of course set by the compasses of life, and as      life follows fiction, so can fiction  also mirror life.







Tuesday, 10 February 2015

The Merging



It's funny how fiction and reality sometimes merge. Miss Baudet is a fictional character within my Muddy Water book who visits Wivenhoe, falls in love with the Boat For My Potplants and wants it - but without the flowers. Some people are so strange. How could anyone not want the flowers?

Saturday, 7 February 2015

Boat Without My Potplants


I invited Paul, The Caravan Man onto the boat this week so that he could fit a new leisure battery for me. I can't complain - I've had the old one for five years now, but it was only managing about 45 minutes of life, even after a full sun-charge from the solar panel. I had my money's worth out of it, especially when I look back at some of the wild parties we've had on board.


Paul previously helped me with bringing Tallulah The Motorhome into the twentyfirst century, so I knew he was a jolly good fellow, and he didn't let me down this week on the Boat Without My Potplants.

Not only has Los Amigos now got a new battery to enable more partying well into the night, but he also fitted a new lamp and strip light.

After he left I continued to give the interior a bit of touching up with some white paint here and there, some wood stain where it needed it, and then a good old clean on the exterior.

And why oh why had it taken me FIVE YEARS to make the gang-plank more easy to walk across without risk of falling in the mud? I suppose it just never occurred to me until now.

My next job: A NEW NAME for the Boat Without My Potplants. What could it possibly be?

Thursday, 5 February 2015

Where Have All The Flowers Gone?


Indeed. In the name of the Great Spring Clean, where have all the flowers gone from the Boat For My Potplants?

Infact, I can hardly call it my Boat For My Potplants anymore, can I.

What'll I do?



Tuesday, 3 February 2015

Back To The Beginning


Today I went back to where it this began - on The Boat For My Potplants.

The new year brings with it the need for a good spruce up, inside and out, so today I made a start.

Inside the cabin I had a right old tidy up, sorting out this and that, tit for tat, and I confess that I metaphorically shed a tear as I looked around at some of my favourite things. But nobody saw me, so that was alright then, eh?

As well as that silent tear, I also enjoyed a loud chuckle as I recalled the many hours of bringing the boat to life after it had lain dormant and damp for years on the River Ouze.


For example...there was the mermaid picture sent to me by Chelmsford artist Cherry Ann after she read about the boat in Essex Life magazine...

For example...hanging the skull and crossbones for when we did the World's Smallest pirate Radio Station...

For example...fixing my Fungus The Bogeyman mirror to the wall...



For example...finding a special place for my son's ceramic tile that he made me...


For example...bringing a bit of up-market decor with the plastic leaded light windows...


...and of course arguing with 'Erindoors and the rest of the world about whether to have artificial or real flowers on board The Very Special Boat For My Potplants







Thursday, 29 January 2015

Top Gear

Next week I will be working on my Boat For My Potplants - again. There's always something that needs doing, and this winter is no exception.

There's an awful lot of painting to be done, and it's about time I replaced the leisure battery. The battery was fitted new, about five years ago, and it's lasted all this time without any maintenance, so I can't complain. But now when I play my hifi it gives up the ghost after only half and hour or so, even when it's been a sunny day and it's been fully charged up from the solar panel on the deck.

So, now that I'm in the mood for spending some spondoolics (after all, I've just had to pay my tax bill), I thought 'to hell with the expense - let's buy a battery'. It will keep me in music while I work.

But as I prepare for next week's boat labour of love, my attention has been drawn to this wonderful comparison of three top Italian cars from the Sixties in a classic car magazine.

And guess which one has come out on top!

Yes! And on that bombshell I would say I've been set up very nicely for the day, thank you.

Their conclusion is: " Your heart says Alfa Romeo, your mind Lancia and then mixes the Fiat in the struggle. The Fiat is actually the best choice that we rely on four things. Firstly the Alfa and Lancia have more status, but the design of Boano and engine Lampredi lift Fiat at the same level. Secondly the looks. The trapezoidal shape of the 124 is timeless elegance and is hardly inferior to the exciting Guilia . Then the engine. They have all two camshafts and all three deliver nice performance at high speeds. But the Fiat engine needs much less maintenance. And then the market value. the Fiat is the most rare and least expensive. So are we waiting ? Yeah. It's quite a quest to find one. " 

Sunday, 25 January 2015

How To Top The Gorilla


It's coming around to that time of year when thoughts about The Wivenhoe Open Gardens are brought to the fore.


I received my invitation this week to take part in mid-May, but what can I do to top last year's coup?

I mean, it'll be tough to top Gorilla In The Midst, eh?

Any ideas, please send them on a postcard c/o
The Boat For My Potplants
aka Los Amigos
aka Kingfisher
aka Solace
aka Tarka
The Mud on Wivenhoe Quay
Outside The Rose And Crown

They say it can be bad luck to change the name of a boat, but I don't believe it!

It's going to change again soon




Sunday, 18 January 2015

Goodbye Vroom Vroom


Those who know me know that I have a liking for old things that give me pleasure.

There's Alfonso The Second, the old 1968 Fiat 124 Coupe. Superb.
There's Tallulah, the old 1978 Hymer motorhome. Original.
There's Los Amigos, the old 1974 ex-Norfolk Broads Boat For My Potplants. Splendid.
And of course there's the old 1959 Jane, aka 'Erindoors, wife extraordinaire. Concours.

But this weekend I've been letting go and saying goodbye to my old set of Scalextric.

Goodbye dear tracks, dear cars and dear buildings.

You've done me proud, but you're serving no purpose stuck inside boxes in the garage.  It's time for others to have some fun with you.

Tuesday, 13 January 2015

1 / 11 Ratio


Since the summer I have been going down to the Boat For My Potplants on nearly every single Wednesday evening with my mentor, publisher, editor and all-round good-egg David so that we can 'work' on the latest chapter that my grey matter has created of my novel.

We've been taking it in turns. One week he brings the grub and I bring the wine. The following week our responsibilities are swapped around.

That was all very well during the warm and balmy evenings, but as the winter nights drew in and the evening air became colder it was sometime tempting to liaise for our 'work' session at the Rose And Crown instead.

BUT, we are not mice - we are men! So we kept at it - through the rain and cold, every week without fail. In actual fact with the heater on, the hot stew and dumplings and bottle(s) of wine to keep us cosy, the temperature outside was of no consequence.

And as a result of the 'work' on the boat, I am now pleased to report that the first draft of Muddy Water, set quite a lot in Wivenhoe, is now done and dusted, ready for doing all the error corrections.

I would say that for every five minutes of 'work', we did 55 minutes of eating, drinking, playing music and being very merry.

In my book that's a jolly good ratio.


Sunday, 11 January 2015

Yo Ho Ho!

Writing spondoolics! Christmas has come again for me - or perhaps early for next year already?

This February's edition of MMM magazine (Motorhome and Motorcaravan Monthly), OUT NOW, features good old Tallulah, our very own T-Reg.

And I have been given FOUR WHOLE PAGES in which to elaborate the story of the magnificent old Hymer and become the author of the magazine's OWNER REPORT. Yes, that's me, at the top of the page, looking like a right plonker.

But who cares about looking like a plonker when the real star of the show is our lovely home-on-wheels, freshly adorned with the rather superb looking go-faster stripes, even if I say so myself.

It's a shame that 'Erindoors doesn't much like the shade of blue that I chose, but I'm sure she'll come round to it one day - after all, I am now an official MMM contributor and of course I know what's best.






Saturday, 10 January 2015

It's A Classic

Citroen DS - great colour scheme
Happy New Year to all my blog readers.

Maserati - can only be in red
Belatedly, because we're already into the double figures of the month, and it was only like a minute ago that we were partying like there was no tomorrow. Well yes indeed - there certainly was a tomorrow, and the next day and the next. Where does the time fly?

One thing I I have always wanted to do was to visit the London Classic Car Show, and that was exactly what I did yesterday.

My favourite beauty was this stunning Citroen DS from the 1970's. Oh, Lordy Lordy, what I would do to have one like this is nobody's business.

My own little beauty
My second favourite was this Maserati. And I would still do just as much to have one.

And I even managed to pick up an original Fiat 124 AC 1968, just like my own one, for a song.

So I went home a happy bunny, with another classic in the bag.






A happy bunny

Tuesday, 23 December 2014

I Don't Know Where To Begin


My head is in a flurry.

There are so many things going on that I don't know what to focus on first. Or best.

That's why, dear blog-readers that I haven't posted anything here for getting on four weeks. Never before in the history of A Boat For My Potplants have I come up with that difficulty.

Anyway, that's my problem and not yours.

So for the time being, while I try to get my concoction of things into some kind of order, I will simply write about my latest giggle being jiggled with, namely being on the cover of the world's top magazine DER ZUVERLASSIGE. Well, not me on the cover specifically, but our old Tallulah The T-Reg.

Yes, fame has beckoned once more, and the magazine has even dedicated three inside pages to the story of how we acquired our pride and joy, for which I am truly proud.

Here's what I say: it doesn't matter what you are passionate about in life, as long as you have a passion. And I salute the publishers of Der Zuverlassige for having such a passion for all things concerning old Opel vehicles, of which our Hymer Bedford Blitz falls into the category of.










Monday, 24 November 2014

Oh Crikey!

Oh Crikey indeed.

The call came through from those good people at October Films putting together a showreel to the BBC about motorhomes, and they asked me to do a few little clips for them to help their presentation have a certain 'zing' to it!

So at the weekend, in the pouring rain, my mate Ian and I went over to where Tallulah is kept. Ian became director and I, of course, was the star, darling.

video
And what fun we had.



Sunday, 16 November 2014

Splendid Isolation



I admit I'm not known for my enthusiasm of walking.

In fact 'Erindoors told me today that she'd given up on asking me to become Mr 'Imoutdoors because she had come to expect that I'd either say 'yes' with reluctance, or 'no' because I've usually got too much to do.

So I surprised 'er by ME suggesting that we go walkies this morning.

We went to Wrabness, a gem of hidden splendid isolation on the Stour estuary in Essex.

The beach was deserted and beautiful. The air was still and the waters were calm. Mist rolled in.

We discovered a building in the making, daring to be different. How wonderful that the spirit of great design can still live in an age of planning consents and local authority 'no-no's'.

Monday, 10 November 2014

Vinyl On Tap

Chima - very happy with his new 45
On Sunday morning we had great pleasure in inviting old chums Nenah and Paul, and Nenah's brother Chima, to come aboard my Boat For My Potplants.

Chima had told me on Facebook the day before that he had bought a new 45 that he was looking forward to playing. Not realising that he was actually gracing our presence here in Wivenhoe, I invited him down to spin the disc on the boat's plattenspieler the next time he was in the area.

Lo and behold we bumped into the jolly trio at the previous night's party and so we set up an arrangement for Sunday morning breakfast aboard, along with said vinyl.

And a jolly time we had.
Me, very happy with my sausages, bacon and toms

Tuesday, 28 October 2014

What's At The End Of A Rainbow?

The other weekend we welcomed our friend Lesley aboard for a drink or two, and a huge financial agreement took place to rival the multi-million pound deals done in The City.

Yes indeed folks, our friend has bought her place in literary greatness by agreeing to pay ONE HUNDRED POUNDS to be part of Muddy Water - the novel that's being created on the boat. She wants to be called MISS BAUDET, and I said: 'For a hundred quid you can be called anything you like, my darling'.

She joins an elite few who are all paying to be in the book. Now we have pledges totalling the grand sum of ONE THOUSAND POUNDS - to be donated equally to charities (RNLI, MIND and the Wivenhoe British Legion) at the book launch planned for next October.

The Boat For My Potplants has proved that there really is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.







Thursday, 23 October 2014

Take A Gander At Our Birds


Is it Thursday? Already four whole days since Sunday's Flavours Of Wivenhoe book launch at The Royal British Legion? What an incredibly lovely event that was, with 'Erindoors and I handing out glasses of wine to the guests as they arrived to celebrate the magnificent collection of recipes submitted by the good folks from around Wivenhoe.

The book is simply superb, and it brought a lump to my throat as I read my mum's recipes for her wonderful Port Wine Jelly and Jackie's Snaffles Mousse. I can vouch for the jelly as I have actually made it with my own bare hands, and it's rather jolly good. Bless her.

And just look at the cover. What do you see? Well, Wivenhoe has adopted a trio of fine feathered friends - a pair of swans and their own adopted goose - and they can often be seen gliding gracefully on the river. There they are on the cover! And thankfully there isn't a single goose recipe inside.