Sunday, 21 March 2010
Metamorphosis
Breaking Calypso out of the mould was a bit like a fairly long and painful birthing process. The mould groaned and creaked as it was prized from the hull. We looked on anxiously. Would it all go ok? Would she emerge unscathed? Would she be perfect? Finally, after a morning of coaxing, the mould came away and there she was, the ugly duckling transformed into a beautiful swan.
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