Saturday 27th April Deluge

Why did she wash, I exclaimed upon awakening to the deluge which was to carry on all day. Oh well, flooring up, get the engines fully recommisioned excepting the shaft issue. All the usual last checks and chores done and I replaced the exhaust elbow that Wayne from the club had brilliantly repaired for me in a last minute panic at home when I discovered a leak in the weld. What a star he had been to get the devil of a job done in time. Massive thanks to him. New rocker box gaskets fitted following problems with leakage last year. I reckon I was sent the wrong gaskets last time as the replacements were a far better fit, so fingers crossed for this year.

We also christened the new slow cooker and enjoyed a lovely chicken and vegetable stew with plenty of Roche Mazet. Sadly there was a problem with the satellite finder and I could not get a signal for The Voice so we watched a couple of episodes of Homeland, oh well some times in life you just have to accept that it can be a bitch. Well thats what I tried to explain to the overly beligerant crew anyway. It was saturday so I was drunk before bedtime so as we went to bed, I had a last look at the sad sight of Collette’s washing totally drowned still hanging over the side of the boat. It was going to be a long drying cycle I sniggered smugly. A happy chappy until as my eyes flickered towards the depths of a merlot induced serenity, I was shaken by "its repeated on bbc3 tomorrow" and with that, I plunged into darkness.