Trudging along next to one of the drains with the two terriers and close to a marina we found this interesting but somewhat depressing sight.
At some time this little dinghy was somebody's pride and joy but time and disinterest have taken their toll. There have been a few coats of paint that have been somewhat haphazardly applied and, of course, the luxury touch of a couple of pieces of pallet-wood for seats. The heavy rains have now filled it with water and it has its own private growth of green snot weed.
The saving grace is that there's just a hint of Norfolk Bog Door Blue.
What could possibly go wrong?