My father put down his coffee cup and looked at his brother. "I know what we could do with Aunt Lil's inheritance," he smiled. "What do you have in mind?" "I was reading about those ferro-concrete hulls. We could buy one of those, set it up down by the river and fit it out, keel to mast-top." My uncle looked thoughtfully into the distance. If he was surprised, he didn't show it. "How much is that going to cost?" "Not sure. But we can sort that out...