I tried to get some work done today, but was mostly distracted by news reports of a helicopter going down on the way to an oil rig. One of the men aboard was the brother-in-law of a friend.
I trimmed a cat dish-to-be, and made a little jar and lid with the porcelain left over form the soap dishes, and that was as far as I could get. A report came on CBC radio, saying they’d found one survivor and one body, but there were still sixteen men missing. I tried to throw a mug, but it fell apart, and I gave up there.
As of a few hours ago, they’d recovered two life rafts, but they were empty. I don’t think they’ll find anything else. It’s a stormy day, and the odds of surviving both the crash and the ocean are low.