drewstwos
Well-Known Member
I thought i'd just put his pic on here.
So who was he! His name was Jim Crebbin, and the pic was taken circa 1935. The place. Port Erin Raglan pier outer steps. In fact up at the top right of it are two pairs of feet, The smaller pair are mine, complete with button down shoes. The boat..the Redwing. about 30 ft driven by a Kelvin pet/par engine, but had aux sails not t'other way round, and those very long heavy sweeps, (rather than oars I think)
At that time I think Jim must have been in his 60s, and I know he had been to sea most of his life. So that would put his birth about 1870. I knew him until 1953 at least, his tales of nautical derring do were wondrouns for us kids to hear. His idea of maintenance was to take the plugs out, spit on them,... rub enthusiaticly on his sleeve, squint skywayds tnrough the gap and adhust with either a hammer or a screwdriver depending on which way the electrode was to go, then check by sticking a thmb nail into said gap, and readjusting if needed. He is holding an oil can so things that could be oiled were,,,,I think! She came to a sad end with terminal keel rot in the 50's.
The other pic is of the same harbour recently, with those same steps in the background,
The rat race roundabout was spinning far more slowly then.
Drew.
So who was he! His name was Jim Crebbin, and the pic was taken circa 1935. The place. Port Erin Raglan pier outer steps. In fact up at the top right of it are two pairs of feet, The smaller pair are mine, complete with button down shoes. The boat..the Redwing. about 30 ft driven by a Kelvin pet/par engine, but had aux sails not t'other way round, and those very long heavy sweeps, (rather than oars I think)
At that time I think Jim must have been in his 60s, and I know he had been to sea most of his life. So that would put his birth about 1870. I knew him until 1953 at least, his tales of nautical derring do were wondrouns for us kids to hear. His idea of maintenance was to take the plugs out, spit on them,... rub enthusiaticly on his sleeve, squint skywayds tnrough the gap and adhust with either a hammer or a screwdriver depending on which way the electrode was to go, then check by sticking a thmb nail into said gap, and readjusting if needed. He is holding an oil can so things that could be oiled were,,,,I think! She came to a sad end with terminal keel rot in the 50's.
The other pic is of the same harbour recently, with those same steps in the background,
The rat race roundabout was spinning far more slowly then.
Drew.
