Whittling my worries away

I even took up my old carving tools whole awaiting my call with destiny - see Friday's blip. I finished it off on the Saturday and took a picture on the Sunday. A bit of wood from the yacht, Egretta, that foundered on the cliffs a couple of years back. I t was a 1960s little yacht from the Essex creeks - teak on oak. This is a bit of the cockpit (I think) probably made from American white oak. I'd call the piece High and Dry.