Failures are good. I am grateful I had the opportunity to have the boat and the shop.
When you look at it, I effectively retired for ten years life when I was in my twenties. To have that and still be able to go back to a good job is an enormous privilege.
Need to get my head down and work now. I need a house now, so I don't end up stuck in a boat when I'm old. There's lots of old, depressed men living on boats.
Lucky died, sadly. It was more than a year ago but I still miss him. I can still hear his tail wagging when I arrive at the boat at night time. He had a good life and he was a good lad.
Besides which, I now have Max. He's still a puppy. Here he is, lying on a double bed for scale. Some of his breed don't finish growing until they're 4. What could possibly go wrong? :shock: