This is expected to be our last holiday of 2015 as we move into the autumn and winter and focus on redecorating the house and tidying the garden to maximise the selling price and thus our budget for Bigger Boat.
On that front, we've had a bit of a revelation as we hear that next door may have sold for close to the asking price which we thought was six or seven grand too high
Anyway, to get back to immediate matters ...
We drove down after Jane finished work and whilst she went to bed I set off to Limehouse to investigate an odd fault on a customers boat. It took some serious head scratching but I got to the bottom of it in the end! The customer has wisely decided to hey me in to sort out the rather confusing battery bank arrangements which will be added to my growing list of work for September
The afternoon drive back to Fambridge came to an abrupt halt on the A13 but I was able to duck off at the tail end of what looked like an adult long queue of stationary traffic.
That took me to within a mile of the Essex village of Orsett from whence one of my ancestors originated and where another is buried. A half hour was passed wandering around the graveyard but nothing was to be found.
Back on board, the easterly stiff breeze was kicking up some action on the water which was rather noisy as the wavelets slammed into our static hull. As soon as we floated, we fired up the donk and on the second attempt backed surprising neatly out of the berth, swung around and then executed a rather neat ferry glide onto the river pontoon
The purpose of moving wasn't actually the weather, I want to do a bit of improving work on the berth when the ride is out tomorrow. Initial objective is to get Erbas to sit upright so the galley sink drains! Longer term, I want to find out exactly what is under the mud and whether the berth is going to be viable with a longer and deeper draughted boat
That done, we nipped out to the local shop for supplies and then Jane cooked us a delicious Chicken Chasseur which went down very well as did the beer that followed it.
Jane retired early having struggled to sleep in the heat during the day whilst I streamed the England v France rugby match on the laptop. The less said about that, the better.
The weather for the next few days does not look promising at all. We had hoped to get out round to the Blackwater but unless it turns out better than forecast we may not even get out of Fambridge!
On that front, we've had a bit of a revelation as we hear that next door may have sold for close to the asking price which we thought was six or seven grand too high
Anyway, to get back to immediate matters ...
We drove down after Jane finished work and whilst she went to bed I set off to Limehouse to investigate an odd fault on a customers boat. It took some serious head scratching but I got to the bottom of it in the end! The customer has wisely decided to hey me in to sort out the rather confusing battery bank arrangements which will be added to my growing list of work for September
The afternoon drive back to Fambridge came to an abrupt halt on the A13 but I was able to duck off at the tail end of what looked like an adult long queue of stationary traffic.
That took me to within a mile of the Essex village of Orsett from whence one of my ancestors originated and where another is buried. A half hour was passed wandering around the graveyard but nothing was to be found.
Back on board, the easterly stiff breeze was kicking up some action on the water which was rather noisy as the wavelets slammed into our static hull. As soon as we floated, we fired up the donk and on the second attempt backed surprising neatly out of the berth, swung around and then executed a rather neat ferry glide onto the river pontoon
The purpose of moving wasn't actually the weather, I want to do a bit of improving work on the berth when the ride is out tomorrow. Initial objective is to get Erbas to sit upright so the galley sink drains! Longer term, I want to find out exactly what is under the mud and whether the berth is going to be viable with a longer and deeper draughted boat
That done, we nipped out to the local shop for supplies and then Jane cooked us a delicious Chicken Chasseur which went down very well as did the beer that followed it.
Jane retired early having struggled to sleep in the heat during the day whilst I streamed the England v France rugby match on the laptop. The less said about that, the better.
The weather for the next few days does not look promising at all. We had hoped to get out round to the Blackwater but unless it turns out better than forecast we may not even get out of Fambridge!
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