Chaos
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Mon 3 Oct 2011 22:49
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Back to the
Girl
 We were quite excited to see the girl in all her glory after seven weeks,
however............
 Something
fairly important was missing........
  ...........No
mast, no genoa, so no sailing off
then
 A quick look inside to see
the new batteries - not fitted
 Just a few essentials came out
of the overstuffed hire car
Sunday the 2nd of
October. Well here we were, darkness approaching. Just for a laugh the weather
in Deltaville has decided to turn from glorious summertime heat to the depths of
January cold just to welcome us back. Having no batteries meant no shore power,
meaning no light or heat. No nothing for it but to make up our bed get in it.
This was done by getting the office mattress and where it was too narrow -
stuffing the missing bits with spare pillows. Get the quilt out of hiding and
put said quilt into action. Put more clothes on over what we had come back in
and hunker down for the night. At least first thing in the morning we can go and
pick up our beautiful new mattress. We had gone to the UK with two cases and
returned with five and been to KMart, Wall Mart and others - all
much needed stuff to see us through to Australia - yes
but most of it your new knickers - steady, see the warning signs.
Have you ever seen
anyone snap an icicle off their nose end and stab it into someone's cuticle in a
vicious manner.
Bear has
Run Bear Run.
  We jumped up, shook off the icicles
and went for our new mattress
Monday the 3rd of October. We
picked up the new mattress and as soon as we unwrapped it all was not well.
Not only was it three inches too narrow, it was three inches to skinny as it was
the wrong foam with the wrong covering. A hurried journey back to Dennis the
mattress man (local and just along the road from the boatyard). He came to see
it for himself, told us to sleep on it tonight, meanwhile he would ring the
factory to get the full story. The next few days saw our old mattress delivered
via UPS, new one ordered, photos of the ill-fitting one and we are hanging fire
for the new, new one. Meantime many men to see the girl to talk about the lack
of mast and battery saga.
  The
cockpit and fenders awaiting new socks when I
have the room to get the sewing machine out
  The
office awaiting Dave, Tom and others to fit batteries (30% weaker
than our old ones - so re-ordered to get new, new ones)
 Lounge, with Dave leaving stage left
  All the cases are hidden under the
office mattress in the lounge and I think that's
the sea berth but I'm not sure
  The sea toilet and our
bathroom
 Girl with strops being
applied
 Girl on the go
To add insult to injury, a
knock this morning evicted us off the girl whilst she was moved to get a boat
out from behind her. I am way behind on a few blogs left to do from New York,
all of Washington DC, most of the trip to the UK, our stop in Annapolis, the
Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia - all this with a laptop that has gone
very dodgy and randomly shuts itself down.
In summary
Bed in
the hands of Dennis
Batteries in the hands of
Sean
Mast in
the hands of Clifton
Mental health in the hands of
Smirnoff
ALL IN ALL A STATE OF
CHAOS
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