Most of you know I live on a boat.  I think to some people that sounds totally romantic, with visions of martinis on the back deck, simple earthenware pottery serving up hearty fish dishes, sunsets and the sound of seagulls.  Hmm actually CAW CAW CAW CAW is not a romantic sound, believe me, but you get my drift.

Well it is romantic - in that it is a simple, straightforward sort of a life.  Not a whole lot of frills or fancy stuff  and its hard work, but I guess that's sort of romantic too.  I thought I'd share a couple of photos so you can see how UN-romantic my living accommodation currently is.  And has been for 18 months...

 

That's pretty much my entire living area, except for the 'sanity shed' that we built before winter, housing the whiteware (OK so I have a few frills) and which also protects us from the howling southerly when we go out to the shower (yes. go OUT to the shower).

It is, of course, being transformed into a gin palace of monstrous proportions over the next couple of years, at which point I won't be able to blog about how clever I am living so simply and sustainably because it will be larger than many people's apartments.  In the meantime though, I love it, am proud of it, and quite pleased to be able to add 'resilient, resourceful and tenacious' to my CV with plenty of stories to back those claims up.

The best bit - martinis on the back deck :-) Oh, and no lawns to mow...