I heard a programme on the radio recently where the interviewee was pointing out the difference between being a materialist and being a consumer. They are, in fact, antithetical because a materialist loves things and a consumer loves buying things. So, a materialist hangs on to her beloved 10-year old boots, a consumer dumps them for new ones. Materialists cherish their possessions, consumers only enjoy their newness. His point was that we need to appreciate the difference so that we can live in a prosperous world, with a lively economy, but without using too many resources. I guess his point was that the service economy makes the world - ie the money - go round without significantly depleting our wonderful planet. I found this interesting and I also like the concept of being able to use the word materialist without any pejorative overtones. One has a lot of time to fret about the future, building a boat.
New Zealand is a magic country, in many ways, and considering our latitude, we get the opportunity of enjoying things that many people have to travel great distances to encounter. We have glaciers; sailing up here in N North Island I have seen Giant Petrels and Sooty Albatross - birds I associate with South Georgia. Equally I can buy locally-grown bananas and avocados, and even sugar cane, should I so desire. Recently, those of us at Norsand had an unexpected treat. A young Leopard Seal decided to pay us a visit.
BACK TO BOATBUILDING
OK, now where were we? Well, actually, 'we've' taken a week off to go and visit my old friends Katie and Maurice in Nelson. I love Nelson - such a lovely little city, with a view of the snow-topped mountains (a little had just fallen when the plane landed!) and lapped by the waters of Tasman Bay. Compact, with lovely parks, bookshops, galleries, restaurants, a waterfront and a river. What more could anyone wish for? Well, some better cruising nearby, which is why I'm based in Northland. But if I weren't a sailor, I'd be in Nelson, or possibly nearby Motueka (Mot to its friends), where I went by bus to visit the Tiddles. So great to catch up with friends and more than worth abandoning my labours to do so. I also got to see what Pirate Pearl is up to and had lunch with Dennis, catching up on all the goss. Thank you, all of you, for making me feel so welcome.
Then it was back to the shed and work.
stove had arrived. No window, admittedly, but the price was right and it looks well made. I'm rapt with it. I may even go and buy some nice yellow, heatproof paint to pick out the lovely little flower. By the way, the stove is dark green - it's not just the photo. Isn't it sweet? I can't wait to have it lit, with a kettle or - better - a jug of mulled wine on top. However, it will be a while yet, before I get to enjoy that experience.
To finish the forecabin I 'only' need to make a fiddle on the counter, make the drawer fronts, fit the doors, make some bookshelves, and cap the bunk side. Oh, and varnish it all. I also need to finish the cabin sole, but can't do that until the tabernacle is in. There are four portholes to fit, too. There's still a bit of a way to go before I can move on.