There is an old rotting hulk on one of the inlets of Chichester Harbour. Some scallywag has daubed ‘HMS Victory’ on its bow. I find the textures and patterns (often the case with me) of the weather-beaten and rotting wood intriguing. Equally intriguing is the thought that this was once the centre of many peoples lives, for a while anyway; the people who built it and the people who used it (for leisure or commerce, who knows). It was important to them and now it sits there neglected and rotting; yet there is also a sign on it saying ‘private property. Keep off’. Who knows, maybe someone still loves it; heh, I do too.