It is the way with boats that despite all the planning and preparation, it is guaranteed that the one thing you have not planned for, nor expected will happen, normally at the furthest point from assistance and just as a pod of dolphins visits the boat, you find yourself in the engine room with a concerned look on your face and a significant void in your brain.
Just to get into the swing of things, all packed, suitably mellowed by a liquid dinner at the local pub, we return home for an early night before the 4AM alarm to find that the sewers are blocked. Well we can’t leave the house until that is fixed … So sleeves rolled up and on with the rubber gloves and out with the drainage rods.
Sparing the detail, we resolve the blockage and free flow resumes, enabling a shower after the alarm.
Phew!!
Sea Star goes South 