No , I'm not going back to work and I doubt whether anybody would rush to offer me a job these days ; but I would like a shot , if I could just do it via this place's back-to-work-scheme .
It was Open Monument day in town last Saturday , dedicated this year to our industrial heritage . Usually only too keen to nose in normally non-public spaces , I couldn't summon up the enthusiasm to admire the 'pancake factory's' deliveries yard or queue in the sun to have another look at the old jail's smithy .
But as I came round a corner near the supermarket , I almost cycled into this and couldn't resist .
An old shipyard run these days by enthusiasts to look after old boats and to provide apprenticeships .
It's tiny and very run-down but ingeniously cobbled together with whatever was to hand .... one wall consisted of a patchwork of old shed doors . They seemed to specialise in rehousing orphaned windows , too .
But the boat builders were all overwhelmingly keen to explain every process ,
the tools were impeccably stored , every piece of work glowed as beautifully planed and sanded wood should
and you knew that nothing would ever be wasted . I wandered about wondering if there was a vacancy for a coffee-maker /wood-stroker ...
The only snag , of course , being that , much as I love all the boats I see every day
I don't really like the water and am a hopeless sailor . The chances of suddenly getting very wet indeed are just too high .