So we’re 10 days in to being back at the boat and getting back into the routine of things.
The marina has started to fill with boats who will be here over the winter season, and already we have met some lovely new people. As nice as that is, it has been sad to say goodbye to some who are now venturing onwards making their way to the Canaries ready to do the Arc in October (that’s the organised Atlantic crossing).
Allegedly there are 78 more boats filling spaces over the winter, with only 70 spaces left, so that will be interesting, to say the least!
Since we’ve been back I’ve witnessed a ‘nanny’ thinking it was ok to use the ladies shower block as a crèche, the sleeping baby wasn’t so bad but the two young lads screaming at the top of their voices was literally like nails running down a blackboard. They proved to be as out of control as I thought when the next day they were running in the road with a shopping bag over their heads. It was harmless fun, until the older lad who must have been 5 or 6 decided it would be fun to push his younger brother, currently sporting said bag, off the quay onto the pontoon below. After much more valid screaming by both lads, and parents running at a speed of knots let’s just say they were a little more subdued after that!
On the boat we had an issue of our own in that one of the toilets would not flush properly. Now I’m not one to say I told you so, but at the outset I did indicate to Craig which pipe I thought was the problem. Finally, having replaced the whole toilet pump and having taken off one of the pipes and decalcifying it, with the assistance of Ray they found the source of the issue. I told you it was that pipe, didn’t I! It seems that the lovely creatures of the sea had blocked one of the valves bringing water in and with some prodding and pushing with a threaded bar (which to be fair was one of the items I often wondered why we had on board!) all sea creatures and crustaceans were removed, and water gently flowed once again. So we have now used a brand new pump that we didn’t really need to, kerching, but in the mix at least the inlet pipe actually bends like a plastic pipe now having got rid of all the limescale and half it’s weight.
It’s been mighty hot here, not as hot as it was over the summer, but for a fair skinned redhead anything over 30 degrees is a struggle. I’ve taken to sitting below decks in front of a fan every afternoon making Christmas Cards of all things. I thought that the constant view of snowflakes and suchlike might transcend an element of coolness subconsciously, but sadly that doesn’t seem to work. So back to the fan, which no doubt is ratcheting up the electricity bill at an unseemly rate, but it’s got to be done.
It’s been a pretty stressful week all round, and I’m sure the heat hasn’t helped the mood. Craig and I have put an offer in on a house in Yorkshire and let’s just say things this week have not run as smoothly as we would have liked. But I think we’ve now reached a satisfactory stage in the process and just need to sit things out until the end of October. So more to follow if it all comes together. At the same time we’re still trying to sell Dad’s house and that in itself has turned into a nightmare. The market in his area has gone completely quiet, although the estate agents, as they would, feel confident that now the school holidays are over things will pick up. Fingers crossed.
Things to look forward to in the next week or so are a visit from Hannah, the return of Val, and the Roman festival in a couple of weeks.
In the meantime I have to go and have a proper clean of downstairs, the first since we got back, whilst it’s cool enough, and Craig, well who knows he may drag himself out of bed in the next half an hour if I make enough noise!
Have a great day x