If the days covered by the last post had been a bit quieter, the last couple have been rather busier. Yesterday, we woke early for no particular reason, and at around half nine took Sanity down to the water point. The cunning plan for the day was based on Peter’s statement that they would be shuffling boats around in the yard “first thing” and that we could bring Sanity in immediately afterwards.
Being a little sceptical about time keeping in the average boatyard, we had thought that leaving it for an hour and a half, plus the time taken to fill the water tank would be an adequate allowance. We had also booked a substantial Ocado delivery for the 11 to 12 slot. Sure enough, the yard wasn’t ready for us and now planned the boat shuffle for half ten. It was still just ten o’clock after we had watered. Normally under these circumstances we would have dropped back onto the hire boat’s mooring on the towpath, but a boat called Heartbeat was ensconced there and clearly had no immediate intention of moving.
Accordingly, we boated down to the winding hole and came back and moored on the Deeps, in a position from which we could see boats emerging from the yard. We settled down with cups of coffee to wait for this to happen. Part two of the plan promptly gang agley when the Ocado van turned up at 10.40. I abandoned my coffee and went and took delivery, temporarily storing the bags and bags and bags in the bungalow.
At around midday we were just thinking of making lunch, when things started happening, and by half twelve we had Sanity settled in the yard. In the course of the afternoon, Reg sorted the stroppy door from the bathroom to the bedroom and Andy had changed the leaking water pump.
Owing to the shell for the next boat not arriving until Thursday, there is no great pressure on space in the yard at the moment so we are able to stay here until we go to do that tow. This means that Sheila is able to have an orgy of laundry, since we are on shore line power and have easy access to a water supply. In particular, she’s able to use the tumble drier and so run several wash loads in succession, where normally we have to allow time to air dry one load before we can run another.
Drying the porthole doilies overnight
In the midst of all this, my order of 45 metres of black softline rope arrived and we cut it up into four equal lengths. I’m about half way through putting eye splices and back splices into these to make the mooring lines for Sanity Again.
Today, we got up in good time to find that the weather is truly disgusting; not freezing cold, but with a sleety drizzle falling for much of the day. I had a GP appointment in the middle of the morning, and used the spare hour at the beginning to start teaching myself to use the page layout mode in Pages which we will need for producing the newsletter at the IWA National.
I had a long wait in the GP’s, but at the end of it was reassured that the problem mole on my face is not a source of concern. On the way back to the boat I picked up some greengroceries from the Co-op and arrived just in time for lunch.
The rest of the day has been taken up with laundry (we’ve nearly caught up with the backlog that built up whilst we were minimising water use) and with making mooring lines. We’ve refilled the water tank again, and will top it up once more tomorrow before we go to tow the shell.
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