“So, is it all work and no play out there, Dave? Is OTG life just management and labour all the live-long day?”
Well, yes and no. If, by ‘play’ you mean casinos and dancing and party girls, then unfortunately not – no playing. But, if you mean enjoying your everyday work so that it seems less like work and somewhat more like play, then yes. Yes, we have a good time. Plus, we do ‘play’ in the conventional sense a bit. Wine and dinner parties mostly. Sometimes a bit more. And it is that kinda play I am writing about today.
I like to build crap and, of course, not being very good at it, I have lots of off-cuts. Plus, Sal likes to salvage wood and, if the wood is old, sea-washed milled wood, she is especially pleased. “Sweetie, I found this old lump of crap in the sea this morning. Can you make something?”
I always say no. “No, sweetie-back-at-ya, I cannot make anything out of that crap. I can barely make anything out of store-bought wood bought especially for the purpose. That stuff is pretty ugly and has barnacles on it for Gawd’s sake!”
“Well, I am gonna put it under the shed here and, when the mood strikes, see what you can do. OK?”
There is a lot of junky wood under the shed.
But, one day, the mood did strike. Don’t ask why. No idea. I made a dog. It was a pretty dopey dog but it was kinda fun. I gave it away. And then I made a few more dogs and gave them away. Then people hinted they wanted dogs…so I made a few more.
Then I made a turtle. Then a bear (NOT to be confused with a pig).
Now I am gonna make a moose.
“Why, Dave? Maybe you should give the casino-thing a try. Dancing girls is almost a sure thing. Wine, women and song, man! What’s not to like and…… well, ……little wooden dogs…ya know…kinda sad…..pathetic…”
I know. But the wood is here and it is free. The dancing girls are not.
Anyway, I expanded the repertoire to the odd bit of furniture. Some crude-built things a bit more practical but still fun….in an impractical sorta way.
Is this stuff fun? Yeah. Woo hoo!
Kinda. Don’t ask. I don’t get it.
But I like to see my bear when I go outside. I like to see my turtle at my neighbour’s house. It’s weird. But kinda fun.