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  1. saltysplash
    Ive been sitting here contemplating as one does and my eyes were drawn to the shelf infront of me.
     
    At Easter Swmbo's mum bought us both a chocolate thingy each from M&S
     
    Swmbo's was a choci Sheep and mine was a Choci Tractor.
     
    Not being a great sweet eater its been on the shelf waiting for me to attack it one night whie suffering the munchies.
     
    However, I see someone has got there before me.......please note the wrapping and the total lack of the chocolate chimney that once stood so proud.
     
    me thinks its time to round up the usual suspect
     

     
     
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  2. saltysplash
    had originally planned to go cruising over the BHW but my plans of heading towards Camden Market were scuppered by the news of the Canal cavalcade and thinking moorings may be a bit tight I thought better of it.
     
    So a few days of maintainence were the the order of the weekend. The Gearbox Oil was ready for changing so i bought a small brass handpump and inserting this down the dipstick hole was far preferable than trying blindly to locate the sump drain plug and trying to catch the litre and half of draining oil.
     
    Another two jobs awaiting attention were the gas locker and coal locker. Both had been highlighted in the survey that they were in need of de-rusting and recoating in the not too distant future.
     
    The Coal locker was in the worse state of the two with huge chunks of rust flaking off the sides and the base. I found a bottle of Fertan in the engine room and spent a morning scraping rust, which came off in wafer thin sheets, some as large as A4 size. I then Vac'd out the locker of all dust and rust and went to work with the fertan.
     
    Hiding in the shed i had a small electric paint sprayer which i had bought last year while in dry dock with Emblem and never used. It made a hell of a racket but had a handy multidirectional spray nozzle and i zipped through spraying the stuff in the locker......for some reason the stuff smells like licourice and the fumes were quite powerful.
     
    My next plan was to build a wooden box to sit in the coal locker instead of having the coal directly on the steel. so off to B&Q where i purchased the wood and also ended up coming away with a new lawn mower and Black and Decker workbench.
     
    Sunday saw me constructing the box and treating the wood. It sits nicely in the 3' opening and can be moved left or right so that further stores can be hidden in the locker. The fertan had done its job and dried and the locker was looking pretty good. The fumes however were still mighty strong.
     
     

     

     
    The New lawn mower made short work of the weeds and brambles covering our section of garden and for the first time since we moved in i wasnt put to full shame by Lydias lovely garden next door
     

     
     
    I think just about everything is now ready for our Grand cruise on 7th June
     

     
     
     
     
     

  3. saltysplash
    Finally got round to doing the fuel filters this weekend and one or two other bits.
     
    Saturdays forecast was acurate so it was up early and my first visit of the day was to the garden centre. Id found three long plant pots in the shed so i picked up some compost and bedding plants so Nora could amuse herself doing them while i made a mess in the engine room.
     
    Armed with words of encouragement from Cath and Neil off Herbie next door, I made a start by about 10.30am and armed with the Engine's book of words I placed numerous Nappies in the bilge and directly under the filter housing as there was no room at all to get a suitable container under the filter to catch the diesel which will spill forth as soon as i crack the seal.
     
    Fuel taps off
     
    The good book states that first one must loosen the banjo nut on top of the housing and then drain the fuel from the bowl by undoing the drain plug on its bottom. This proved impossible to undo either by hand or by gentle pursuasion with a pr of pliers which i didnt really want to use with too much vigour for fear of snapping the plug. So I undid the holding bolt for the base and off it dropped along with its contents of fuel.
     
    Filter came off next without too much grief and then i mopped up those bits that spilt and cleaned the filter bowl. New filter was presented to the housing and the bowl underneath it and then tighten up the fixing bolt. So far so good.
     
    Now the part i dreaded...bleeding.
     
    On my previous boat i used to turn of the fuel tap. Change the filter and then turn back on the tap and then prime the filter using the 2 fuel lift pumps and away she went.
     
    So now i thought we might get away with it again, so I turned the fuel tap back on, and started pumping the lift pump watching for fuel from the banjo nut. Nothing, and the pump to me didnt feel to have very much resistance.
    so i pumped and pumped and pumped and still nothing. Pants thought I, however a small voice in my head said, " why not start her up anyway and see if it has worked" fool that i am I started up the engine which ran for appx 3 seconds then died...bugger :\
     
    So, I undid the Banjo nut again plus this time the 2 bleed screws on the injector thingy and began to pump away on the lift pump hoping to see the bubbles then lovely flowing fuel.....nope....nothing.....
     
    I then feared that the lift pump wasnt working or that there was a blockage in the fuel pipe to or from the pump so i then started removing pipes and more pumping in an attempt to solve this matter. Still no fuel and no blockage found.
     
    I had now been at this for 2 hours so it was time for a ciggie
     
    I took the bible with me again just in case i had missed something and after about the third drag.......PING!.....the good book states......'if the Cam is in the top position the lift pump will not work and the engine will need to be turned a couple of times'
     
    I gave her a 3 quick blasts of starter and then tried the pump again.....this time there was real pressure against the handle and straight away bubbles came from the bleed nipples and banjo nut...yipeee.......nuts retightend in the correct order then a quick bleed of the injector nuts and she fired up first time.
     
    Came on deck for a cellebratory cough and a drag and there was Cath. She said Neil gave a cheer as the old girl started lol and he wouldve helped but he'd been bailing water out of their bilge for the last hour or so. He'd soaked up several buckets so far and Cath was on the stern to drain as much as possible to the access hole. They had come over to spring clean and do some bits and bobs so was good to make this find and get the water out.
     
    Meanwhile Nora had risen form the grave and made a start on the plant boxes while i progressed onto hatch repair....the side hatch cover was looking tired with flaked paint and split wood, so it was wood treatment and filler time and a splash of paint
     

     

     
    The boxes were eventually finished and given a dosing of miracle grow......grow flowers grow
     

     
    We then deposited them on the roof but i think the look a bit sparce at the mo...maybe better once they fill out
     

     
     
    As Evening approached we decided on a BBQ and Neil and Cath kindy joined us following their hard graft on Herbie
     

     
    We had a really smashing evening chatting away on the bank and much ale was despatched. We all failed to notice the passing of midnight and to be honest, I dont really remember going to bed
    Neil sorry we didnt get to say tara Sunday
     
    Next on the list of do jobs is change the gearbox oil...bet that can go wrong
  4. saltysplash
    How come there is never enough time to do what needs to be done
     
    On our last set of days off was determined to change the fuel filters on the engine and the genny seeing as the previous days were taken up with my birthday, visiting grandaughter and visiting me old matey in wales. However those days off were taken up by the inlaws visiting.
     
    So I had set myself 5 days off to have a good faff with the filters and what happens, We are expecting visitors again tomorrow. Not that i mind crusing upto the Swan and Bottle at the best of times but it seems the only work on board i have done over the past 3 weeks is polishing up the brass rings on the chimneys and blacking the fenders.
     
    We spent a small fortune at the garden centre the other week coz Swmbo wants to attack our small piece of land and since then its rained almost every day tut!
     
    Well. I have a plan. Its now 4 pm and ive been up exactly 24hrs having finished my 12 hr shift at 7am this morning.....my plan is to survive as long as possible and then hit the sack and wake nice and early tomorrow to gove me ample time to do stuff and things in the engine room while Swmbo is in the land of nod.
     
    Who am i kidding. our guest arrives at 1pm and the most ill probably do is the washing up
  5. saltysplash
    Its saturday morning and we've been home from work for the last 4 hours.
     
    have already tried sleeping but over the last couple of weeks i've developed a shoulder that just wants to ache and pain its way through the day and night regardless of its owners comfort. So, Its now just turned midday and i cant sleep due the pain and ive got to set off to work in another 5.3 hrs for another 12 hr night shift. ok ok i can hear you shout...get to the doctors,, but so far ive not had chance to register at the local quacks and ive always tended to leave ailments to the bitter end before presenting myself infront of them.
     
    Whats more important is, we have had our leave granted for 3 an a bit weeks in june and we ( me ) have decided to tackle the Thames Circle.
     
    Ive printed off the times and distance table from canal planner and worked out the tides and openings for Thames lock at Brentford.
     
    What i aint done yet is changed the fuel filter on the ole perkins and i really dont know why.....for some reason i am in fear of her never starting again.
    I used to change the filter on the old tub with no problem at all, Just shut off the fuel cock, replace the filter, turn on the fuel cock, hand pump the primers and away she went...so why should my lovely Perkins be any harder than a 1940's Gardner??? What a fag
     
    Swmbo.....Nora to the initiated is not happy with my itinery for the forthcoming holiday......for one, it dont involve getting on a plane and flying to the caribbean, and two, she's not happy with having to rouse herself in order to get the 6 hours cruising per day id like to accomplish, and three.......she wants to pack.......despite the fact we are taking our home with us....she insists on packing at least one bag just to get into the swing of things....tut!
     
     
    If i acomplish 1 thing this trip it will be to get her to steer this vessel for more than 3 mins.
     
    I have tempted her with vists to hampton court and windsor castle and oxford Gaol.......thats a joke.....we only live 30 mins from hampton and 10 mins from windsor......we could do them anytime we wished from the comfort of our moorings.
     
    secretly i think she is looking forward to it, so im not really going to make any firm plans, just let her enjoy the thames and narrow canals and all they have to offer.
     
    If you see us, please say HI....an if the exhaust is still a bit smokey, then you know i still aint done the fuel filter
  6. saltysplash
    Set off Monday afternoon from Iver intending to stop overnight at bulls bridge Tesco. We had been up and about all day after getting home from work at 8 that morning but somehow we seem to have got past the tired stage and were in our second or third wind.
    Rather a tad more ice on the Slough Arm than i had expected but it eventualy cleared as we approached packet boat marina and the junction. We turned right onto the main line and chugged the three or so miles to bulls bridge where we stopped alongside tesco and did our 'big' shop. By 9pm we were knocking out the zeds after being awake for just over 29 hours.
     
    Slept for 12 hours inspite of the delivery lorries at tesco trying to wake us and after a hearty big boys breakfast we reversed back upto the junction and headed off up the Paddington Branch. The weather was excellant but only saw a couple of other boats on the move so we had the canal to ourselves apart form the joggers and dog walkers. Highlight of the run for Nora was going over the North Circular Road Aquaduct. Despite all the floating carrier bags and coal bags that we saw we were lucky not to pick anything up on the prop so no visits to the weed hatch which is nice.
     
    Arrived at Little Venice just around four and Nora was very dissopointed at the lack of gondolars and so by half four we had tied up at the far end of paddington basin.There was only one boat on the visitor pontoon and then a third arrived after us.
    Steak supper on board then a couple of DVD's later saw us again snooring our heads off beofre 11pm.
     
    Wednesday and i was up and about before 9 but Nora didnt appear till after 11 so I nipped down to paddington Station and got the newspapers then we untied and headed off to have a look at london zoo. Maida vale tunnel, Nora's first ever tunnel was negotiated and we crept round the dark walls of St Johns Wood hearing traffic and sirens but seeing non till we emerged out alongside the pillar'd houses of various ambassadors and along Regents Park.
     
    Its a shame that London Zoo still havent arranged visitor moorings on their side like other canalside attractions have done or we wuldve tied up and paid some of our hard earned into their survival fund in the form of entry tickets so we turned round at cumberland basin and headed off back to paddington basin arriving in time for me to have 40 winks and Nora to catch up on her 'ER' DVD.
     
    That night we treated ourselves to dinner at some pasta place which was very nice and a couple of sherberts in the bar by the BWB boat.
    Back on board and a few more sherberts and Nora, for some strange reason kept going on about marriage and that because its a leap year i have to marry her...so that was agreed upon....No date set yet.
     
    Thurday morning and i suddenly wake at 9.30am thinking OMG we have to get back today. Then i tried to stand up and realised i was still squiffy from last night.
     
    Coffee was obtained, also supplies i would need for my lone vigil at the stern inc bottled water and plenty of fag papers and i set off. Nora still snuggled up in bed.
    The wind had got up quite strong and was howling along the basin but i managed to turn her and head back towards bulls bridge. By the time we arrived at Alperton the effects of the night before had just about eased off but i was hungry so i tied up outside Sainsburys and attacked their hot food counter coming away with a couple of chicken legs and thighs and an all day breakfast slice...smashing......Nora still in bed.
     
    She finally appeared just before the junction so i was provided with hot coffee and a packet of ready made ciggies as by now my fingers were too cold to be able to roll properly and the wind kept blowing the tobacco out of the paper even before id had a chance to attempt rolling.
     
    3 short miles back to the slough arm and then the rain came so I decked myself out in my Drisabone coat and hat and was described by Nora as looking like the murderer out of a film called 'i know what you did last summer' Never seen it, and i guess i never will.
     
    Finally managed to get Lady Elgar back alongside but had a few probs with moving Herbie, Our Neighbour boat, as the wind kept pushing her back while Nora was trying to push her out so we could slip inside of her.
     
    All in all another excellant trip. well worth the visit and a couple of nights at paddington.
     
    a couple of pics
     
     
    North Circular Aquaduct
     

     
    Somewhere near Alperton i think
     

     
    Maida Hill Tunnel
     

     
    Cumberland Basin
     

     
    Entrance to London Zoo by Waterbus
     

     
    Snowdens Aviary
     

     
    Yours truly
     

     
    Leaving Regents Park into St Johns Wood
     

     
    Paddington Basin by night
     

     

  7. saltysplash
    Back in January 1987 i was suddenly woken by my wife at the time telling me the baby was on its way....
     
    We drove to the GDH...Greenwich District Hospital and spent the next 16 hours in the labour ward while my wife went through all the motions of labour and i played the doting expectant father who couldnt believe what i was putting this woman through. and after 16hours of is it or isnt it, would you like some water darling, can i sit down for a minute, i was suddly surrounded by doctors, a midwife and nurses.....we'd already gone through 2 shift changes........and ushered out of the room while my wife was whisked off to theatre due to 'complications' and i was left alone in the middle of the night in a lonely hospital corridor. My fears were running wild through my mind. I was only 22....i needed someone to tell me all was going to be ok!!!!!!
     
    Half an hour later i was dragged into a darkend room and a bundle of bald thing was thrust into my arms while they then proceeded to use asuction to get the mucus out ofits nose and ears......i think my tears helped with the cleaning....she was so small, less than 6 pounds yet she had held onto her secure position as long as was possible.
     
    21 years later and the 6lb thing was now lying in a similar room sucking on gas and sipping water and going through hell while squeezing my hand and making me feel even more awful just for being a man.
     
    And as if to make matters worse......."im sorry but you'll have to leave the room" de ja vue?
     
    Thankfully no theatre this time....just another couple of hours of noise and then.....nothing.....Dan...My daughters partner comes out and becons us forward.
    There, in my daughters arms is a small pink squished thing with dark hair.
     
    Why is it that in my 43 years ive experienced death close hand more times than i ever wish to think of, yet ive only ever had the joy of life twice?
     
    She is beautifull, as far as a pink squishy thing can be.
  8. saltysplash
    Working shifts makes us live a kind of strange nocturnal existance, Finish night duty monday morning, have a couple of sherberts then bed and eventually wake up anytime between 6pm and 8pm and thats rest day No1 out of the way, By the time your ready for bed again its 3 or 4am and the cycle continues so this morning one has made a special effort and got up at 7.30am in the hope that i can actually get on with some jobs in the daylight rather than in the middle of the night and annoy the neighbours.
     
    The shed is one big job thats been waiting since November and has gradually been filling up with stuff and things so that now, the door opens and things start to fall out. There are at least 3 sacks of stuff from Emblem that need sorting out into 'whats going to the tip' pile and 'whats....er..also going to the tip' pile
     
    Meanwhile Nora is sleeping soundly in the next cabin.
     
    Also playing the waiting game with the mobile phone as i wait for the Nod from my daughter that the baby has decided its time to make its way out into this harsh world of ours, and then it will be into the car and off to Ramsgate, book into a Travel lodge and then try and find the hospital.
     
    Meanwhile Nora is sleeping soundly in the next cabin.
     
    As i look around me ive just noticed another job which has been put off for some time, Computer wires all over the place. sigh
     
    Seeing as its pay day, I recon first on the list will be the shed, Then a trip up the North Circular to Ikea and the search for a suitable bed settee, Have also been contemplating building one but the upholstering thing is putting me off, Im ok with the frame but knowing my level of diy skills it would look crap and be very uncomfortable, so a ready made one is probably best.
     
    Meanwhile Nora is sleeping soundly in the next cabin.
     
     
    Wonder how long i can put off going to the shed?
  9. saltysplash
    Its an outrage!
     
    Nora's mum is away over christmas so she (nora) is reduced to cat sitting at their house in Sutton.
     
    So your truly finishes work this morning at 7am and duly drives over to Sutton to spend the next 4 days in luxury with hot baths and no coal dust at the house....As for the cat...its not left me alone since i arrived, i dont even like the creatures, not a patch on dogs but this one just wont stop wanting attention....i can see Nora making requests at the moorings to allow her to bring harry (for that is his name) back to LE as she misses him loads.....does that mean ive got to get the drill out and start making holes for cat flaps?.....dont do it Highline.....keep Lady Elgar feline free.
     
    Actually its worked out fairly well being at the house over christmas as my daughter Rachael and her partner Dan will be coming over on boxing day and as they dont have a car, AND THE TRAINS DONT RUN BOXING DAY i will drive to Broadstairs in the morning to pick em up...meaning...im already a 3rd of the way there compared to being at Iver
     
    Did i mention she's expecting and im due to be a grandad on or around the 20th Jan?
     
    Im only 43 for heavens sake!
     
    Last time i was in Mothercare i was 20
     
    is a large christmas dinner likely to be bad for an 8 mth pregnant daughter?
     
    should i save her by eating her share?
     
    Merry Christmas everyone and a very very happy new year
  10. saltysplash
    Spent all day wednesday lastweek changing the oil filter and engine oil as we had a planned trip witha chap called Phill arranged on the 16th.
     
    How hard is it changing an oil filter??????
     
    I thought they were supposed to be hand tight. Not this one.....thankfully trevour had left in the tool kit a decent 'strap' socket and with a bit of jiggery pokeerry i had the old filter off and new one in place...i then spent the next hour or so filling the engine litre by painfull litre which was only marginally easier then pumping out the old oil litre by litre.
     
    Anyway, job done and the old girl kicked into life after a two month lay up and we set off sunday afternoon for Uxbridge.....This entailed loosening 'Herbie's(our neighbour) bow line so we could slip out in reverse and be free of the mooring. However, Its sunday and every sunday at Iver means.......fishing match...they even had the audacity to ask me to keep the revs down as we mooved off.......it was done all by muscle power and not engine just to be considerate!!!!! and there was sheet ice on the water!!!!
     
    Never mind...one chap did say thanks and wished we had left earlier so we couldve broken the ice up for him prior to him commencing fishing.....Arrived at teh Swan and Bottle without incident apart from ice breaking manouvers on the slough arm and tied up behind a boat called Carrie Anne which has had a RED BWB notice slapped on it for over staying on 24hr mooring......extra 25 squid a day and thats backdated to the 12th...nice looking boat too.
     
    The grub in the Swan and Bottle was as good as ever with all three of us partaking in the wexford mushrooms, Phill then attacking sausage and mash, Swmbo making a meal of the claves liver and bacon and yours truly just being a hog and attacking the mixed grill.
     
    Whats the point in having dessert and coffee when you have all you reqiure on board and just a small stagger away from the exit.
     
    Much merriment was then the order of the evening and if your the vessel moored behind us i can only offer my profound sorrows for the strains of 'Phantom of the Opera' that you may've heard that evening..
     
    Today saw us up eventually by midday and once more cutting our way through the ice pack that is known as the slough arm.
     
    It was thicker and denser.....but with the aid of the dining table leg and barge pole we managed to 'wind' and arrive back at base in time to allow phill his 3 hour drive to do the 30 miles back to his home in Plumstead......Its an Outrage!!!!
     
     
    My Drisabone was great inthe offing wind but me toes were bloody cold as were me fingers...so much so that i couldnt roll ciggies and had to nick phill's 'Mayfair' while his back was turned
     
    All in all a good trip....however the hull is now in need of re blacking due to our re-enactment of TITANIC
  11. saltysplash
    She has finally gone. Am sitting here with a bankers draft in me pocket about to set off for the bank to pay it in.
     
    Spent all of yesterday showing Ludwig all of Emblems systems, seacocks and going through the engine starting routine. He was very busy with his notepad and doing lots of little diagrams.
     
    So thats another chapter of ones life closed.
  12. saltysplash
    Did indeed meet up with Ludwig and Tamara for sunday lunch and a discussion over the old tub.
     
    As mentioned previously the survey was carried out some weeks ago so has been quite a while before they finally go back to me.
     
    Anyway, Lunch was at the Black Horse Iver Heath and went down rather well and didnt have to pay a thing as Ludwig insisted on it being his treat. Mind you, i have to admit that all through the meal i was wishing we could get down to the nitty gritty. Not very gracious of me
     
    So, pudding arrives and Ludwig announces he will go for a walk while we talk about Emblem, 'ello' finks i, 'sounds like he dont wanna hear whats coming'
     
    Sure enough, the survey, while explaining what a classic heavily framed and wonderful example of the scottish fishing boat she is, mentioned how sound she was below the water line and above, as far as the frame heads on the starboard side behind the water tank....they aint rotten, they aint damp, but they could do with some new fixings to prevent deck leaks. her deck has leaked at various points for the 10 years ive known her.
     
    So the long and short of it was, we negotiated a price to take into account any work they would have to do the starboard frame heads. shook hands and went outside to find Ludwig.
     
    We then spent the next hour looking at his photo albums of his trip to Australia and back in 1950 in a 1930's London Taxi. He really does have a fantastic story to tell. Really hope someday he manages to put it into writing.
     
    So I then had a mad dash to Sutton to meet Nora as we were due at the Spread Eagle in Croydon to meet up with some ex-work chums for the evening...What a great feeling, Copious amounts of Fullers London pride and the warm knowledge that the old girl had finally sold.
     
    Going down to Chatham on Tuesday to remove the last of me bits then its hand over day on Wednesday not sure if im glad or not really She has been such a major part ofmy life for 10 years along with all the fantastic folk who ive crew'd with and then have been my crew.
     
    Think ill sort out a few Sherberts in the King George V tuesday night to send the old girl off.
     
    Oh well. time for bed. 1 more night to go before days off
  13. saltysplash
    So 1 day and 2 nights at at work have skipped by and now have 5 days off to look forward to.....i say five days, finished work at 6 this morning and its now turned midday and still not been to bed yet so that really leaves 4 days providing i get up early enough tomorrow but knowiing my night time body clock its going to be around 1 ish so thats another half day missed. Never mind, you knew the risks when you bought the ticket.
     
    Managed to get the 6.45 from Paddington this morning however it didnt set off till 6.55 so arrived at Boat at 7.40am. I had my instructins from Swmbo to go direct to bed and be up by 1pm as BT were coming to sort out the phone line. So, The frost was as thick as a frosty thing and i gets on board and decides no matter what,that fire is going on. Id just built the fire and got it going when me mobile rings and its BT..hello. ill be there in 10 mins...great...thinks i....he's 5 hours early so i can get him sorted and have a decent kip and be up early enough to not miss too much of the day.
     
     
    Wrong....The phone line aint been used for 2 years so BT charged us the full connection fee. He spent 5 mins on board for which i had to open the back doors so he could get good access then he declares he has to trace the line to the junction which could be upto 400 mtrs away. No probs says i. good hunting......an hour and a half later....still with the rear doors open he finally returns fully decked out in gloves scarfe and hat and the thickest coat in christendom. Im struggling to survive with me fleece and the fire on full pelt.
     
    Finally he is all sorted and does the test and BINGO. we have a phone line. A quick txt to Nora and she rings the phone to be the first to try it out. all up and running smashing.
     
    Im now in 60' of freezing cold steel so more coals are added and connecting doors through to the BMC are closed so that i might just be able to warm up before bed.
     
    Its now 12.30pm. I am now finally defrosted and very very ready for bed.
     
     
    1st job when i get up is get that stove going in the BMC. Uses twice the amount of coal but if its going to stay this cold then its more than worth it.
     
     
     
    PS hope to be meeting up with the buyers of Emblem on sunday.....hope they make an offer
  14. saltysplash
    Its been a quiet kinda few days. Nora is at her mums looking after Harry and ive been here trying to fit too many jobs in at one go not not really getting any of them done except the huge bed.
     
    Today was back to work day after 6 days off...mmmm nice init, but what of those six days?
     
    I started the conversion on the bed the previous week and thought id done a damn'd ggod job till it came to folding it all away and found id made it far too heavy. Im not the best wood worker and i still fear to place any pics of the work as my efforts are nothing compared to trevors work. So, the pull out section i had devised with supports and legs was just so heavy to slide back into place while trying to hold aloft an also heavy mattress that i had to devise plan B. Plan B was to fit hinges to the slide out panel which would then be secured vertical with the matresses and bedding behind it. Swmbo not at all happy with this arrangement as she was looking forward to a sofa style area to slouch on during the day. so plan B soon became plan C and with the addition of a lifting handle and drop down legs, the panel now folds flat, back on its self and is much more user frendly and swmbo still gets her lounging/reading position. Plus, the panel and mattress doesn't press up against the radiator so am more than happy with it, apart from the amature way it looks.
     
    ps we now have some fantastic huge storage under the bed which we didnt have before
     
    so that was six days. No change of the oil and filters, no change of the fuel filters and no washing of the port side which has been waiting since we moved aboard.....starboard side done within the first few days.
     
    I did however manage to have a go at the classic range in the boatmans cabin. Chimney swept and stove hoovered out. Trevor had warned me that the stove is kinda tempremental when trying to light so i used my tried and trusted method of lighting the squirrel and put some kindling in, a few coals on top then a firelighter in the ashpan and awayit went.
     
    A few puffs of smoke esacaped from the top plates (its a top loader) and eventually with some opening and shutting of stern doors and flue vents i kinda got a reasonable balance. Was fully expecting the new CO alarm i put in the BMC to start singing away at me but it remained at zero, and once the coal was well and truly working i was able to shut the rear doors and the place was an oven.
     
    Next day i re blacked the stove pipe and rusty bits to see how it spruced up and it looks bloody good. Will reblack the complete sh'bang next oppotunity.
     
    Just had a text off me mate in wales, turns out he's just bought a 10th of a share in an old clinker boat....no further dets so will have to arrange with swmbo to let me do a visit to gods own country to view this said 10th of whatever it is he has purchased. mmmmm hot tub and ale
  15. saltysplash
    Its half ten Sunday morning and im sitting in front of this machine instead of doing stuff and fings.
     
    Am Currently round at Swmbo's mothers as she (swmbo) is cat sitting for a couple of weeks and i was dragged round yesterday to put up a new garden shed however, its raining, and its that fine rain, you know, the stuff that gets you wet through.
     
    Its all a bit annoying as there is plenty of stuff to be getting on with on Lady Elgar such as oil change, fuel filter change, re black the stoves, try and fix the leaking Paloma.
    Actually coming over here suited us last night as i have just finished converting the 2 single berths into a cross double. A huge cross double and yesterday afternoon was spent staining the new wood to blend in with the old so an overnight drying was certainly needed. So the new bed is now 6'2"x 6' we'll have to pop over to Ikea for those extra huge quilts that they do.
    The only downside of the new bed is, in its folded down ready to snooze position there is no way through to the rear of the boat which will block the access to the heads for any guest staying in the BMC over night but i figured it will be mainly ourselves on board so thats a minor factor really and nothing which cant be sorted with a suitable bucket
     
    Oh dear, Blue sky over yonder roof tops, looks like shed building may be upon me soon.
     
    I finally got round to sweeping the flue of the classic stove in the BMC and have had her fired up on a couple of occaisions.
    It seems to enjoy puffing smoke out of its top plates for the first few minutes resulting in the back doors needing to be opened but then it settles down once the pipe warms up and the updarft is better. It does warm the BMC and engine room up nicely and so far not even registered on the CO detector i fitted which is good news indeed.
     
    Yep, deffo stopped raining. time to get the drill out.
     
    Swmbo is still knocking out the Zeds in bed which is a bit cheeky considering it was her idea to build the new shed for mumsie tut. Back to work again tuesday so that only leaves me with monday to faff with the engine, and also Iron me shirts for work. Bugger! also remembered i need to buy an ironing board. See, there just isnt enough hours in the day and days off work just fly by while work days just drag by
  16. saltysplash
    And so we arrived back at Iver yesterday afternoon after 9 days cruising up to the Wendover Arm and back.
     
    Came across a couple of Forum members on the trip, Magnetman at Lady Capels lock and Chris JW up on the tring summit. Pity we didnt have time to stop proper to say hello but was very nice putting faces and boats to members names.
     
    Nora soon got into working the locks with gusto and with very few errors, except one or two that i should really mention. I always have a little smile as i see her approach the lock and mentally run through the procedure in her head, even to looking ahead if the lock is against us to see if any boats are approaching. One of my favourite moments was when we heading back down towards Hemel, she jumped off and went to the lock which was set against us, with one of the bottom gates open. She duly closed the gate and then to my surprise began to open the bottom paddle!! After a couple of seconds the light bulb above her head suddenly came on and she dropped the bottom paddle and returned to the top gates to do commence filling. As i chugged into the lock her cheeky grin showed she knew what i was going to say and she said " i was just testing to make sure the paddle worked"
     
    She did sometimes take saftey to the extreme such as when filling an empty lock she still waited before the lock was half full before opening the gate paddles
     
    I was no better on occaisions, Normally when working the locks i tend to put the nose in and Nora decamps off the bow. i then float around mid channel till the lock is ready. Saves holding her into the bank and faffing with ropes. Made a complete pigs ear of it at winkwell lock though going up towards the swing bridge. Nora off the bow as usual and me concentrating more on rolling an oily rag and not noticing drifting forward towards the bywash and emptying lock. Bywash catches the bow and Lady Elgar is off on a dance of her own swinging happily towards the moored boats with me making embarrassing reverse and forward manouvers with the engine in an attempt to control the swing, avaid boats and get myself lined up again...and light the fag.
     
    All part of growing up and being British.
     
    The weather those last 9 days has been absolutly lovely and it was quite a surprise that there was so little traffic around. Not 1 lock did we have the pleasure of sharing till we approached cowroast then shared with a very nice couple who had been down to the smoke and enjoyed a bit of police action around camden lock area when they swooped en masse on a gathering of youths.
     
    At the last lock we shared with them they let us go first as they were going to stop and do some more cleaning. There was a boat waiting to come down. Nora had already established that they wanted both gates left open as they didnt wish to scratch their paintwork so it was quite a surprise that as exited the steerer decided she was going to go into the lock before our 2nd boat had exited.. how strange.
     
    Once at Cowroast we topped up with water and deposited our elsen and then paid quick visit to the marina chandlery. Needed some stove paint to cover the fire cementing i had done earlier, some more elsen blue and Nora wanted a longer shafted windlass with rotating handle as by now her fairy liquid hands were beguining to suffer.
     
    We then plodded on towards bulbourne intending either (depending on the time) to tie up at bulbourne and visit the Junction arms or turn left on to the Wendover Arm. I favoured the latter as the last time i had done this arm was in a small Microplus 2 berth GRP boat with a 6hp 2 stroke evinrude way back in the early 80's.
     
    It was just as narrow as i recall but what a lovely little waterway it is. Nora was very concerned that we would get to the end and have to pull LE all the way back but i kept maintaining..."the book says it can be done" not really knowing if i trusted the book or not. Finally chugged past Tringford pumping station and onto the newly restored section round to little tring farm where we turned in the full length windly windly hole and moored up for the night and BBQ.
     
    BTW after all the debate as to winding holes being pronounced one way or another i have decided to call them 'Windly (as in weather) Windly (as in clocks) Holes.
     

     

     

     
    The Lovely Wendover Arm
     
    Anyone remember the days of having to push the heavy Winkwell swing bridge open by hand and then having to turn that wheel a thousand times to close it? Well since mechanisation the Bridge was again suffering electrical problems and the Waterways had restricted its use to certain times so monday saw us arrive at the Bridge at 11am and wait till Midday for the Waterways chaps to come along and do the buisiness.
     

     
    No problems getting through as the BWB chaps arrived well on time and worked the bridge for us. A lady and a young girl in life jackets then came running up the towpath towards the bridge. Apparantly they were the advance party of a boat that had got delayed and werehopingto pursuade the BWB chaps to keep the bridge working pending their boats arrival otherwise the next working woulnt be till 4 oclock.
     
    All in all an excellent first trip for us both. Nora had acouple of attempts at steering but she isnt too happy and maybe a few more go's will give her a little more confidence
    We ate well in the Coy Carp at Coppermill lock and also at The Swan and Bottle just below Uxbridge Lock. The boat performed very well as did the engine although i will be changing the oil and filters now we are back. Filled up with fuel at Harefield and found we had only used 43 litres in 8 days. Not bad at all.
    The Paloma is still dripping so thats my first job today when Nora finally gets up...Bit of a late session last night.
     
    Other jobs now we are safely back are to clean and reseal the Classic stove in the BMC and then attenpt to light it...Am told they are not as easy as the Morso.
    Sort out the Sky dish on a suitable pole and properly secure the telly on the shelf.
    Make further attempts to clean the roof and cleanout the coal locker and vactan the rust as recommended in the survey....think also the gas locker is in need of that as well.
     
    some pics of the journey
     

     

     

     

     

  17. saltysplash
    Set off Tuesday afternoon rather late due to swmbo making me stay up till the early hours drinking bacardi and watching the Sweeny on DVD.
     
    First problem was starting the engine. Key in ignition. turn and click!!! try again and....click!
     
     
    In all my eagerness to replace the domestic Batts id completely forgot about the engine battery. Fool that i am. So started her up using the emergency switch which kicks in the domestic batts to give that extra vummph. and remembered to turn off the emer switch so the domestic batts dont get screwed by the duff engine batt. Any way, upto the winding hole and back to top up with diesel coal and boots from the car then chugged off towards Cowley Peachey junction. I had forgotten how shallow the Slough arm is and within minutes we had picked something up round the prop. Plodded on at minus 1 mile an hour and finally we stopped at the last Aquaduct before the junction to dive into the weedhatch hole and sure enough removed the perverbial blue polythene liner thingy. It was after 5 as we negotiated the sharp left turn from the arm onto the main line north and plodded along at tickover due to all the moored boats. Finally tied up just below Cowley Lock at half 6.
     
    Walked upto the lock with Nora and gave her a brief intro to lock working then repaired to the Malt shovel for a couple of ales and a steak supper. Good meal but the staff were struggling as a sudden atteck of customers arrived just after we had ordered. It was chucking it down as we returned to Lady Elgar. did a quick walk round inside to make sure all was dry and found a couple of drips under the Paloma water heater. Not sure if this was from the rain or internally. will monitor the situation.
     
    Tuesday morning found me wide awake at 8 am and sitting reading Trevor Pavitt's book 'Living the Dream' Very good book so far but he is turning me into an engine hypochondriac. I have found myself today listening out for those bumps and knocks coming from below that he describes.
     
    Stopped at Uxbridge boat centre aladins cave for a new engine battery and coolie hat which Nora, much to her horror flicked off the chimney with the mooring line when we departed from Iver.
     
    Had a full days trip in excellent weather with Nora working all the locks. I had to rate her out of ten for each one and heres the results so far
     
    1. Cowley Lock 10/10
    2. Uxbridge lock 8/10 because she began to lower the paddles before opening the gates.
    3.Denham Deep 8/10 because she had help form a very nice chap and she forgot to use the gate paddles
    4. Widewater lock 10/10
    5. Black Jacks lock 8/10 for asking repetative questions
    6. Coppermill lock 10/10
    7. Springwell lock 10/10
    8. Stockers lock 8/10 she didnt realise the lock was already set for us and made glaring schoolgirl errors
    9. Batchworth Lock 9/10 because she went to open the gate paddle while i was too close instead of the ground paddle
     
    She did bloody well for her first ever canal trip
     
    As for sterring.....i was perfect
     
    untill it came to making supper.....we tied up just after Batchworth and decided it was BBQ time so with it being almost dark it set up by the galley windows so they would shed some light on the proceedings. While watching the flames form the side hatch i hit upon the brilliant idea of moving the BBQ to the side hatch so that i didnt have to go outside and could put me slippers on while cooking from the comfort of ones own home....First burger that hit the griddle set billowing smoke into the boat through the hatch. Result, smokey boat and burnt food and streaming eyes..
     
    mmmmmm steak
     
    heres a couple of pics to remind us of the day
     

     

     

  18. saltysplash
    Finally picked up the keys thursday afternoon and plonked ourselves on board although didnt unpack anything as the cleaning needs to be attacked first.
    Not knowing the condition the batteries would be in i switched on the Heart interface charger and left em to it for a few hours. As suspected they were shot at. The charger was so busy trying to charge them that they started to boil. so it was switches off and a trip around Berkshire on saturday trying to find 4 110 lesuire batts. Much harder job then you'd think.
     
    500 quid later and we now have decent batts and the interface is doing a proper job of looking after them.
     
    Inbetween battery hunting we have been busy cleaning inside and out. So far the roof is being the problem, Cant seem to shift the grime without mega amounts of scrubbing with hard brush, so first trip out this morning will be to try and find some kind of cleaner which will make life slightly easier. Was considering cillit bang but not sure if i might end up damaging the paintwork? Might be ok if i rinse off straight away but not overly happing with it draining into the canal. maybe i'll read the bottle and see what it says.
     
    Not even tried to sort the stove out yet. Managing to heat the cabin with a couple of oil radiators during the evenings. The stove door is really difficult to closed which in turn i think has cracked the glass in the door. I think ill be digging out all the old fire rope and replacing. Also the stove itsself is full and i mean full of ash and half burnt fuel. I guess the previous owner mustve left in a hurry.
     
    So, still hope to set sail tuesday all being well. Jobs for today. shopping. more roof cleaning. stove. and then play with the engine.
     
    Every one at Iver very freindly.
  19. saltysplash
    Its 2am and im sitting here waiting for high tide. Why? i hear you ask....do i hear?....nope...oh bugger im on me own
     
    Because, Tomorrow/today we will be picking up keys for Lady Elgar yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
     
    so i have spent most of the day disconecting and packing stuff and things from Emblem and trundling the trolly up and down the pontoon to the car. However, the reason im waiting for the tide is, at the end of the pontoon there is a ramp which obviously rises and falls with the tide and after pushing and struggling all day with the bloody trolly up the ramp, im waiting for it to be almost levelso i can do the last 2 trips with almost no effort as the ramp should be level.
     
    Items left to go to the car....
     
    all the contents of my wardrobe and drawers, 4 ropes to replace the old greenified ropes currently on board and tv/satelite dish and cables plus 2 folding camp chairs for our evening BBQ's planned during our inaugral trip...so yep i recon 2 trips with the trolly will do it.
     
    Its not easy planning your daylight life around your finishing nights life but i think we'll get by
     
     
    So...Its all sorted... John currer will be doing the handover on friday morning and then its all hands to the pumps to bring Lady Elgar back upto scratch to be a home and boat both Nora and self are proud of...Actually im already proud of her.....is that Nora or Lady Elgar?......not saying cause i know swmbo is watching
  20. saltysplash
    It looks like its the last week ill be spending on Emblem
     
    We got the nod today that the money transfer has gone ahead on Lady Elgar so she is now ours...i think Anyway we have been down to Iver this week and paid the moorings and applied for the licence renewal and all is hunky dory, Except we are back at work tomorrow morning for five days so cant do anything about moving aboard till next week
     
    So we will pick the keys up Thursday, stay on board that night then hopefully John Currer will be able to the offical handover Friday morning Seems to have gone on for ages.
    I spent most of my day today taking down the sky dish and tv ariel and cables.....got to get me priorities right for moving important stuff aboard first Swmbo is more interested in doing a shopping list of cleaning items for attacking the dust inside and tree sap on the outside. Then the plan is to take her away (lady elgar not swmbo) for a couple of weeks inagural cruise which is going to be a big learning curve for Nora as she has never been on the canals before. Will hopfully, all being well, head north up the grand onion but im in two minds yet as to turn right at Norton and head towards Foxton or turn left and trundle down towards Oxford. I dont want to make it too energetic for her for her first ever trip but i was tempted if we made progress then carry on down to oxford and then complete the thames circle.
     
    Think maybe the take it as it comes approach might be better and see what the weather does and how the crew cope. So we are well looking forward to it.
     
    So last nights at Chatham and the sun gave me a very lovely goodnight
     

     

  21. saltysplash
    Well to say the exit was interesting is probably the understatement of the month.
     
    Me old mukka steve took her into the dry dock on wednesday. That trip alone was enough to get the pulse racing. I had to work early turn and couldnt do it so enlisted steve to skipper the old tub to otterham and in turn he enlisted alex and neil to crew(hold the fenders) Apparantly all went rather well for the first half hour despite the force 5 gusting 6 northerlies. Just as they approached Hoo island, The old gardner seemed to slow down and then suddenly just stop. Now on an incoming spring tide running at just under 2 knots this aint good in a narrow channel with mooring trots either side. As quick as a quick thing with a really quick job to do steve bounds to the bow and manhandles the anchor over the side along with 15 mts of chain. No easy feat considering we normally have to use the winch and derrick to drop anchor. Just at that moment a work boat is chugging up river and the skipper says to his deckhand 'theres a nice looking old MFV ...bugger me!!! theyre dropping the hook in mid channel!!'
     
    They cam alongside and the chap comes aboard and asks if he can be of any help, do they require a tow? It also happens that he is a Gardner expert:)
    He and steve descend into the engine room, check all the usual fings, oil/ water/ fuel. nothing obvious...so they turn her over and she starts up as lovely as ever chugging away to herself. They both look at each other and say at the same time 'summat round the prop'
     
    Steve engages forward gear and all runs fine. engages reverse and all runs fine....how queer. So they raise the hook and continue on. Arrive at otterham and the wind is directly on the stern with white hrses even on this narrow stretch. has a devil of a job slowing down due to both wind and tide and cant get below 4 knts, They just manage to throw a rope and catch hold of a dutch barge moored befoe the dock in order to stem the approach prior to the dock being ready. But upon being waved in by Rod the yard owner they are off again at speed toward the dry dock. Steve manages to get her through the gate and somehow alex and neil manage to catch the guilding lines but in trying to stem the speed by going into reverse the stern kicked round to port and the starboard lower rubbing band scratches down to the wood on the dock support but they are in and secure.
     
    As the tide ebbed thin marks could be seen around the swim where whatever it was that stopped the prop had been. No other trace of anything.
     
    Oh well i thought, one scratch on the paintwork wont affect the survey too much, its purely cosmetic. Then steve pointed out to me the rubbing band on the port side which is an iron strip which had pulled out its fixing obviously due to impacting with the dock support on the port side
     
    Oh well, again, nothing too serious, thats what the rubbing band is for after all.
     
    So, She gets surveyed the following day and i stay on board that night to do the trip home friday afternoon with alex and neil as crew as i changed over from earlys to nights that day. I then get a call from the prospective purchaser Ludwig asking if he can come for the return trip as well...sure no probs, just dont look at the damage What a fantastic character he is.
     
    He is in his eighties and is an Austrian. He came to England at the start of the war on the last boat out of Holland. His family ended up in camps in poland after being captured fighting for Tito in yugoslavia.
    He served in the navy during the war and afterwards made a living designing hospital machinery and equipment. in 1949 he bought a 1929 London Taxi and he and his wife drove from London to Sydney to see his family who had settled there after the war. They then Drove back again. I asked him if he had published his story and he said "very nearly, but i had a row with the publishers because they didnt like the first chapter and i insisted on keeping it in so it never went to print" I told him if he still had the manuscript then send it off again....stories like that shouldnt be lost.
     
    anyway, i digress. Friday decided that not only would it continue to blow the wind down but it would add that other element RAIN. High tide was about 2.30pm but knowing they were high springs i was hoping to get out maybe an hour earlier. Id already spoken with Rod and we agreed that being towed out past the dutch barge would probably be the best idea. Dont think he was too keen on have 40 ton of Emblem being blown onto the yatchts.
     
    Meanwhile Ludwig had been rummaging around the old girl and he reappeared in the wheel house and announced to me that the deck was dripping into the saloon why now emblem? why now when the buyer is here are you showing all your foibles?
     
    The tide came in. the rain came down. the wind blew and then blew some more. Suddenly at just after 1 we were afloat. The wind was throwing the tide up the creek faster than a rat out of an aquaduct.
     
    We secured the stern to Rods tug and slowly we inched out to avaoid anymore scrapes on the paintwork. Rod manovered us skilfully through the narrow bit next to the dutch barge and and a bit further past into a wide section. which actually looks very wide but is narrow due to shallows on oneside and an old concrete wharf on the other. We couldnt go any further otherwise Rod wouldve been aground himself so we released the tow and i gave it full right hand down and some wellie on the throttle to try and get the nose round to startboard knowing that when i put her in reverse the stern kicks to port.........allegedly.....all that happend was, due to the lack of sea room i just ended up going backwards and forwards because there was no way on gods clean earth was i going to get Emblems high bow past that wind. It just kept us straight and all the time, wind and tide is now sending us sideways back into the narrow creek...my mouth was now very very dry and in a croaking, almost quivering voice, i shouted out to Alex who was dripping wet on the bow to signal to rod to take a bowline and pull us through the wind.
     
    Rod steams towards us to take the line.......What line!!!! bugger bugger BOLLOCKS BUGGER BOLLOCKS!!!!! we had no line ready. Neil eventually manages to bring a warp form the stern while im still going backwards and forwards and rod is trying to hold on station. We are now getting close to the dutch barge. Alex throws the line to Rod. Shes not given herself enough slack an it falls short. she tries again. misses again....AGHHHHHHHHH "As quick as you like" shouts i in my trying to appear calm yet athoritative...Third attempt.
    Its a .......MISS!!!!!!!
     
    Last option open to me before we become jammed in a 30' gap with a 50' MFV beam on. I shout ( I have to shout over the noise of the wind and engine) to neil and Ludwig.....yes, hes still there on deck watching all this going on probably thinking what the hell are these fools doing.....i shout to them to get the large ball fenders and my last and only option while alex is still trying to lassoo Rod is to put the nose into the old concrete wharf hoping that Neil and Ludwig could do the biz with the fenders and the tide and wind would then push the stern while i held the stem onto the wharf. Well it worked and gave alex enough time to make her final throw and connect with rod and the stern swung over to port which was fendered off nicely by neil, But being an old no longer used wharf having seen better days it managed to scrape a 2' scratch on the port bow. not even the rubbing band but the bloody planks.
     
    Once the nose was through the wind it was plain sailing , we waved a very greatfull farewell to Rod and set revs to 600 giving me 5 knts over the ground to navigate the shallows of otterham creek. The Crew and Ludwig came inside the wheelhouse, all rather soggy for some reason and i said " well, that was different" A pen bounced off me nut
     
    On the way back to Chatham, Ludwig came back up from below and cheerfully announced that the deck was no longer leaking......Well, of course it wasnt.......if id thought about it, It always leaks when in dry dock cause shes sitting on her keel and all the planks and seems are out of shape. You cant even close the internal doors due to the way the wood settles. It not till she refloats that everything fits back into place tut!!!!
     
    So, I managed to show my prospective buyer how not to leave drydock in heavy weather. How to forget something as basic as having a bow line ready. and how to scratch the paint work in one easy move. He aint gonna by this:(
     
    As I was re-connecting the electric back at the pontoon, Ludwig sidled up to me and said, "well done on coming in here, we never even felt like we touched. i think she handles lovely" I guess and old sea dog has seen many things and knows when someone is trying to impress him but making a right pigs ear of it, but when not trying to impress just does things as they should be done.
     
    I WANT TO GET BACK ON THE CANALS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  22. saltysplash
    So its been over a week since everything was in place and were still waiting. Last minute forgotten bits of paper to sign and this that an the other.
    We had been hoping to get in with the early discount for the licence which is up in october but that aint gonna happen now. Never mind, were expecting completion by monday at the latest famous last words.
     
    In the meantime, Things have finally been going forward with Emblem. I am currently sitting in drydock at Otterham Quay waiting for the tide so we can head back to Chatham. She was surveyed yesterday for the prospective purchaser. The down side is im nights tonight so not going to have much chance to get any sleep beforehand. Its gonna be an interesting exit. Winds are gusting 25kts and its a narrow channel to reverse along before it opens out, also the old girl likes to pull to port when in reverse due to the prop swing so you have to keep kicking forward to try and kep er right. and in this wind anything could happen. Im gonna ask Rod to see if he can tow me out i think.
     
    So heres a few pics of the old girl sitting high an dry. I had a mooch underneath her earlier and all is well below the waterline, Not overly impressed with my 2 coats of antifoul applied in april, More barnacles than last year. maybe because we havent done much cruising this year due to the sale.
    Oh yes, another downside to drydock is you cant use the sea toilet
     

     

     

     

     

     

  23. saltysplash
    So it looks like its finally safe to commence my inane ramblings concerning the move from old tub to ditch crawler.
     
    Got the nod from Barclays that the finace we required is ready for release tomorrow they are just waiting for the final docs we had to send em. We sent em last thursday tut!!!!! so it all gets held up again coz of fings lost in the post. Nevermind, at least we kept copies.
    Also had a message from Virginia Currer Marine requesting personal details for the bill of sale so things really are just waiting to happen.
     
    It all started when, one night, Swmbo and self were enjoying the last of the Bacardi lying on Emblems double berth in the aft cabin and having a final oily rag out of the port hole. I had always maintained that one day, when emblem became too much for me to handle then i would return to the canals. The conversation, (drunk gibberish more like) somehow was manouvered by a certain party into moving in with each other. Knowing she hates the way boats react on the sea and feeling kinda romantic for a change i suggested a narrowboat. The fool agreed!!!!! Shes never even seen a narrowboat let alone live on one.
    So the search was on. viewing boat sale sites while at work and me giving it large about what my ideal boat required.
     
    We eventually had a few days off which we planned to go looking at our short list. A couple advertised with VC marine and a few at whilton. My main concern was a residential mooring close enough to London for us both to commute.
     
    We arrived at Iver and viewed the first one. A 68' trad stern with gardner engine in proper engne room. I liked it and it was at a price which we could buy outright with the sale of Emblem. .....Nooooooo. it appears Swmbo also had her ideas of what she wanted lol.
     
    So we toddled off down the moorings to our 2nd viewing much much more expensive however it came with a residential mooring.
     
    It turns out id seen the boat many times before while visiting a friend who was also moored at the same place.
     
    I always remembered walking past and thinking, 'thats the kind if boat i would like to own if ever i had the brass'
     
    Well, here we were with the keys in our mitts.
     
    Outside paintwork by the renowned phill speight, was looking a little grubby from what i remembered as she is moored under a tree which has plonked leaves and sap all over, but under the grime the finish was still looking excellent
     



     
    I fell in love, Swmbo, had a good rumage around and after declaring it needed a good cleaning also agreed that she would love to live on board this boat.....it was only the 2nd one she'd ever seen for chuffs sake!
     
    It certainly gave the appearence of not having been visited for some time, but all appeard intact as far as i could see and the engine room was just a complete heaven.
     
    So, offer was made, accepted and deposit placed
     


     



     
    So, Thats the story so far, Survey showed no problems with the hull at all and just a few minor things to sort out internally like replacing the fire extinguishers which are still the old blue type and sweeping the chimneys.
    Stand by for more as Geoff and Nora join forces to do battle in a narrow 60' steel box.....shes actually called Laura but i am so bad remembering names when i first met her i ended up calling her lauren,moira,linda and eventually i settled for Nora.
    Will she be able to cope with my early morning blues and victor meldrew tendancies and love of old films? will I be able to cope with living with someone again after so long and having to suffer Judge Judy and Holioaks and X-factor on my telly which should only normally be used for veiwing documentarys and comedy and decent non female based/love related films?
     
    Time will tell but its going to be fun finding out and im bloody looking forward to it
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