Kath is amassing a collection of bits of rusty iron, supposedly for some rust dyeing process for her textile work. Bits of farm gates found on a walk in Shropshire, a bolt from a broken groyne on a beach at Folkestone, and so it goes on. Not only that but we keep having to stop the boat to take photos of rusty old boats with dodgy paintwork we she uses for “inspiration” for her designs. Here’s a typical one.
Up the Coventry canal she was really taken with Charity Dock- right up her street
Actually it did have some lovely quirky bits
It’d be nice to have a stroll round. I bet the elfin safety people would have a fit.
Although Kath sometimes drives me nuts, I must like something about her because tomorrow we will have been married for 35 years. Here she is back in the day, as they say.