DownWest
Well-Known Member
Not sure if this qualifies, but perhaps as sweat equity? I said something about wanting my own boat. Father said 'So build it' and sketched a little pram on the back of an envelope (really!) and I did, but was given the plywood. It took a week, working all hours, including the appendages and sail, a bit of parachute. I was 11. I had a huge amount of fun with it over a few years, untill my much younger bro drilled a row of large holes across the bottom. (too young to appreciate what he was up too..)

