see boats on the boating lake. So armed with paper boats and a man
who used to sail boats on the lake years ago (A.K.A. My Dad) I set
out to reclaim it.
My boats weren't that sophisticated and, as far as sailing goes,
they were a bit of a failure. But they floated. Almost. And resisted
being attacked by seagulls.
were nothing in comparison to the boats that dad always told me
he used to make. Mine didn't have sails. They didn't have sophistacted
motors. They didn't have much.
They certainly weren't a patch on the first boat I've seen at the
lake for ages. A radio-controlled motor-boat which turned up about
half and hour after we did. And proceeded to show off. (see video,
to the guy controlling it, who was a newcomer to the Common's boating
lake, and he wasn't too impressed. He told me how dangeous weeds
are to a small propeller, and how the lake is full of rubbish and
my aims to re-introduce boating to a boating lake were somewhat
over-shadowed by someone with a boat that wasn't made out of paper.