... as if everyone had just walked off the job one day and forgotten to return. But the layer of dust everywhere tells us how long the boatwrights have been gone. While Ms Prosser tells us about her family's involvement with the Wahls and the shop, I scatter a little of Malcolm's ashes about, in places where he would have stood and walked many, many times. Here he made spars (masts and trolling poles) for the Wahl boats; he was also night watchman, camping out in the boatshed, first to get up in the morning and open up the shop.
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