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winter is my best time to go and talk to the boats; no busy body around, just them looking at me; its like being a tourist in a village, at the time when no sane tourist would dare go around; I get their full attention just say a word and they lap it up, if only of sheer habit; this boat, painted by a somebody who must have very special under wear, always grabbed me nuts, litterally; so here is the job, complete with the white scratch