More Boat Talk

Back in harness and the delivery of a larch. Indeed. No1. The Larch. Actually the man didn’t arriving bearing the larch (and something else) till 2pm so until then I had to weed and potter. Having taken delivery of the larch, I had to plant it. And plant it unco right I did. 
And no sooner done, than PT called up. I want a beer he whined. (He’s been away two and a half weeks and is only back till Wednesday). Well, sez I, I may just be your man (see extra). Without ado of a further nature, I jumped on MrB and along to Herringbone we merrily scooted. But no draught beer. Exceedingly expensive tins!
Got a boat yet he asked? No says I, but I’m rather taken by this here (showing iPhone webpage). When are you down in the Southampton area picking up DrD’s boat, I ask. Wednesday..
This boat is in Deacons, I say. Blimey, that’s where DrD’s boat is! This is all a bit of a coincidence. Within minutes I was on the phone chatting up the seller. PT will be there on Thursday lifting the boards. Clearly it’s meant. As long as he reduces the price of course...