4 months about 8 hours a day on the best of those dark days.
At night I sometimes watched old movies all night.
Today the cutty sark rests over our fireplace. It is dear and close to my heart and once I’m gone it’ll be passed onto my son. Of course I’ve recovered with no lingering effects and it’s the one bright spot from those 4 months. Worth tying every knot too but NEVER AGAIN!
Your story is quite touching and meaningful, thank you so much for posting!
Of course I'm delighted that you've gotten better, no doubt thanks in large measure to the immutable powers of this grand Lady of the oceans whom you have honored in your painstaking and devoted labors.
And just as the witch Nannie (the figurehead) was unable to catch Tam O' Shanter, so also you have escaped the clutches of this illness and hopefully always will.
So fitting it is then that this grand ship will be passed down the generations of your family, reminding and inspiring in all with the fond memory of your race with the witch and of your triumphant victory.
Thank you again for your uplifting story of courage and perseverance. :-)
