Monday 23rd July 2018



Not the best of starts to our day. We now need a new bulkhead making to cover all the holes left from moving the panels from the galley to inside the electrics cupboard. We thought  this job was all arranged but it had to be passed by Gary,the marina manager first.

Gary was away for the morning and so, again, we had to wait.

The rubbish was starting to smell again so we walked down to some litter bins we had discovered on the Davenham Road about ½ a mile away. On the way out of the marina Gary arrived, but told us the job could not be done until next week. We were both gutted, more waiting around and we have Manny and Eva with us next week and did not want to be in here with them but didn’t want to have to put them off again.

Returning from the rubbish dumping we found Gary, Sandra and Paul in conversation, obvioulsy about us. It was decided the job would be done straight away. Thank you people.

We had to move into the dock but the boat was stuck on the bottom and took quite some moving. Once in the dock Paul sent us to the pub. Such a nice guy. We got a phone call to say the job was done and so returned. Paul and Dawn had a few drinks with us and then we moved back onto the rickety pontoon again.











In the dock at Orchard Marina

   with Harvey keeping watch





















                                                         The rickety pontoon with the boat

                                                                                 well aground again





















Paul has to finish a few little jobs we had asked for and then we should be on our way.

An evening of socialising began. There were a lot of people on the go for some reason. We had Mike and Judith over and had us a nice evening in the front cratch. Funny on the canal that you meet people that you get on with really well, could become friends with, but likely will never see again.

              

  










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