Monday, 29 October 2007

The Disappearing Dent

While I packed stuff up this morning to go back to the house. Dave went up front and knocked out the small dent we acquired on last weekend’s maiden voyage. He also repainted the blacking that had been scraped off.
 
We’d taken my mum and dad out with us, for our first time on the cut without any guiding hands or helpful hints. Embarrassing or what…?
 
This was the cause, a notorious hazard that we’ve been told many experienced boaters have belted…
 
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It´s nigh on impossible for a widebeam to pass through, easily workable with confidence and exact judgement. But we haven’t quite mastered either of those yet…
 
Mum and Dad on “first bump” day…
 
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This aft we got an email from our son from his base in Germany saying he'll be over here on leave at Christmas. It'll be great to see "our soldier" again…

Summary: "A happy Monday" :)

Friday, 26 October 2007

Renaming Things

Got a visit from the "lonely swan" this aft, it posed nicely for some photos so I gave it a crust of bread. The ducks tried to join in but kept their distance, (fear of getting snapped at I think). It even took the food very gently straight out of my hand, isn't it cute?
 
 
I've also renamed the train that goes past once in a while "the lazy train," because it only seems to go at the same speed as a canal boat... It's over the other side of the canal, I think we only notice it because its winter and there's no trees in the way… It usually has just the one carriage (always empty). But in the rush hour it has two carriages packed to the rafters, with on average all of about three passengers.
 
I'll take a photo of it someday, shouldn't be difficult seeing as it doesn't exactly zoom past at the speed of light...

Monday, 15 October 2007

Rushing Round Is Worth It Sometimes

Got the results for my retake Assessment that I failed last week, passed it this time (thank goodness). So I sat down, did the next one and sent it off this morning. How can you tell I want it finished soon as...?
Dave dropped me off at TT on his way to work after we'd been shopping, we still have loads of stuff to bring with us. Every week we say "Ah well we won't need to bring as much next time" and it always ends up the same.


We go back to the house, I make a list for "what to take with us next week," (necessary, else I'd forget most of it). Then I start packing everything new in the storage boxes we use for trekking back and forth from house to boat, and vice versa...

This weekend things are a bit different, Dave decided to do some work at the house on Friday and Saturday, it's all "man jobs.” Messing with a radiator that's been off the wall for a while, priming skirting boards etc. So I've no need to feel guilty about being here at the boat while he's working his ass off have I...? Hmmm... But I do, never mind he'll be here Saturday, after he's been to the Chandlery to get some bits n pieces for TT. This is the longest we've been apart for years...!

He said there were 2 ducks on the pier watching him when he set off to walk to the car, it's always the same cheeky pair that stroll up and down like they own the place. Apparently one of them was so busy checking him out that it stepped sideways and fell backwards off the pier.
Rings not so distant bells for me that...


But hey, if it happens to daft ducks as well as daft people, then I don't feel as daft about going in myself...

Saturday, 13 October 2007

Welcome Home

Well, it's happened, we've agreed it's a good idea for me to come here Thursday night each week if I can. Dave will drop me off on his way to work. And with all systems behaving themselves, (touch wood), is it me or does this sound more like a submarine...? 

Aside from me running out of water, everything's been ok. Dave arrived at about 2pm today…

First thing on the "to do" list was topping up the water tank so we could have a cup of tea (priorities first). He wasn't here long though because he's doing overtime 4-10pm. At least he'll be back later on tonight and then we'll stay till Monday afternoon... Oh, and I'm capable of filling the water tank myself now (no comments please...)
Seems like the loo was either blocked or running low on water, it's great that everything's working right now. No more "quilted double velvet" loo roll me thinks! It'll have to be the bog standard stuff in future (excuse pun).

We’ve never had so many "in-depth" conversations between us about "toileting habits and procedures "till recently. Oh, and of course the delicacies of how a macerator works (or doesn't as the case may be). Anyway the "po" is behaving itself now so that's the end of that...? Hopefully no more pottyness, seems there's a lot of it about when it comes to boats and toilets...

Sunday, 7 October 2007

The First Pump Out

Nerve wracking moment this morning, setting off to manoeuvre round to the bit where you do a pump out and get fuel.

I'm sure it has an official name, a bit like motorway services, but I'm beggared if I know what it is. In Dave's own descriptive words "Hope I don't make a cock up here..."

Well fortunately he didn't, he's a natural at driving this boat, as for me, no comment. But only because I haven't really had chance to test drive it yet!  Anyway I managed to pull her in with the ropes easy enough (well sort of), first time I've done that too...

In the afternoon Dave finished off in the bathroom, (one job seemed to lead to another). Meanwhile I gave the place a good clean up. I'm going for the "minimalist" look and it's working well so far. Anybody would think I'm an interior designer, well "creative flow with gaps..."

Chilled out later on and soaked up the rest of this lovely warm day outside at the back of the boat. We spend a fair bit of time back here – it’s so beautiful and peaceful...

Saturday, 6 October 2007

Back On My Feet Again

Well needless to say I've been taking some "stick" about my unceremonious canal christening, with some concern also of course! Seems like we're all glad I didn't bang my head on the way down. Doesn't bear thinking about, although it might've knocked some sense into me! Not glad about being back at the house though…
 
I sent my mum a text yesterday after it had happened – she said she was in the chemist when she read it and gasped "Oh No" out loud. So then people were wondering what was up with her…!
I got up slowly, very slowly this morning, meanwhile Dave went to the boat to lay some new flooring in the bathroom. Later on he came back to collect me from the house and we both went back together. It felt a bit like getting on a horse after you've fallen off it – I won’t be going off the front for a long time, even though it was my own fault...
Dave rang Alan about the boiler, well we are but "newbie's" here, and when we tried his suggestion it worked fine, problem sorted…? We shall see...


Well, I did say I'd document the whole truth and nothing but the truth on this blog, even if it does make us appear a bit naive - we've got an excuse! Perhaps some other newbie's can learn from our mistakes???
 
As for those boaters with years of experience, well you can just have a laugh and a giggle at our expense, while reliving fond memories such as: "I remember when we got that / this wrong, wasn't it NOT fun?"

Friday, 5 October 2007

A Huge Careless Step

Well, it all started off as a perfectly innocent day really, the boiler guy arrived around 9am to service the boat's central heating system. So while he was messing about at the back of the boat I was "messing about" at the front…
 
I put one foot onto the jetty thinking I could easily make it from the boat’s well deck without using the steps on there. Not one of my better ideas, whoosh my front leg slipped forward, my back leg buckled, and in a instant it was a case of "do the splits or go under...!"
 
Had no choice but to settle for the latter, and with an almighty backflip double twist "SPLASH."

I couldn't believe what was happening, couldn't shout because unlike in the movies, instinct tells you to take a deep breath before you hit the water. So I incorporated a kind of backwards belly-flop to avoid the front end of the boat and the jetty.

 
Good job I can swim because I was dropping like a stone. Believe me it was a long way down and I was nowhere near the bottom. (This being a marina not a canal). So, fully clothed with trainers on I managed to swim back up. But then got stuck hanging onto the jetty, which is at least 2 foot above the water. There was no way I could haul my way out alone…

Fortunately Dave heard the “splodoosh,” so he came running down the jetty towards me. It took both him and the very helpful boiler guy to get me out. Bet he never thought that would be in his itinerary for today.

 
How totally, utterly, embarrassing. I mean we haven't even owned the boat for a week. Is this a bad omen...?
 
A big "egg" later appeared on the side of my shin, so we had to get it checked out at A and E which involved a trip to Chorley hospital for X-rays and an hour of waiting. (Seemed like about 4). Anyway everything was ok. Diagnosis: Bruised bone. Prescription: Icepack and painkillers.
 
We’ve still got no central heating though and I was shivering with delayed shock. Dave said he was worried about me so we went to the house, I “fell” into bed early and slept for 12 hours...
Jack came over before we left and told us that where TT was originally moored (at the other end of the marina) it's only 5ft deep. But where we are its more like 12ft – no wonder I never reached the bottom…

 
Amidst the gossip, Bob (the marina manager) told me that since the marina opened last January I was officially Number 15 in the "christening hall of fame." He said he could name every one of us but was sure there were others who kept their exploits on the quiet…
 
Another classic comment came in the form of "Oh, so you've been officially christened then?" Well whatever the case, I think I've broken the record for who went in the soonest after buying a boat.
 
I'm not ashamed to admit that I fell in, no pity please, it's not allowed because my "excuse" doesn't hold up in court due to plain old carelessness...
 
Well you live and learn, thought I'd given up my days of doing things the hard way years ago. Tell you what though – it won't happen again...
 
This day will go down in history but for all the wrong reasons. Well you’ve got to laugh about these things don't you? Oh no, sorry I can't because it hurts too much. Ouch...

Wednesday, 3 October 2007

Back To The Boat For An Early Start

Well, it goes like this, a guy was supposed to come round to service the Central Heating boiler before we owned the boat. But with a much quicker handover than expected, it means he's still not been.

So we sorted it out and he's going to be here at 9am tomorrow, perhaps he feels a bit sorry for us because we've had problems with it since day one. We decided we'd both better be there when he arrives. Good excuse for Dave to have an extra day off work and for us to go to the boat after boring shopping...
We arrived here (after boring shopping) and just went “Ahh,” that’s what happens to us when we walk on board. I also got my marina Wi-Fi up and running for the first time.


Are things coming together or falling apart...?

Monday, 1 October 2007

Happy Birthday Darling David

It’s Dave's birthday today & our first full day of owning the boat, here she is moored up at Tarleton when we went for a test drive...
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STILL CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING...!
 
I've had a request not to mention Dave's age, even though he does look 10 years younger than he is (true, tis true). Never mind that though I had a great excuse not to buy him a present didn't I? Simply because (no big deal) we bought a boat yesterday...

So Happy Birthday hun, I'll pick some dandelions for ya later...

What a lovely day for October, it's been so nice we even had tea outside on the back of the boat... In fact both of us just "chilled out" all day, didn't want to go anywhere, or do anything really. Mmm nice, it all seems totally surreal right now... Having said that, Dave's phone’s never stopped ringing all day with folks reminding him he's another year older...!

With a great deal of reluctance we set off for the house at about 8pm, back to work tomorrow...