August already and I am still waiting for the slipway to build a cradle so Shepherd Moons can be returned to sailing condition.  Once, not so long ago, we would simply haul our boats up against careening piles and hack off the offending coral and barnacles.  These days the powers that be think that barnacles, coral and small crustaceans are somehow alien and pose a threat to the foreshores.

So we wait..  And wait..  And we watch this beautiful crisp winter weather going to waste.