New Batters
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Mon 12 Jan 2015 23:57
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New Batteries for
Beez
  This has become an
all too frequent view for me. I’ll go and investigate.
    The old wire
is too skinny, I’m replacing it with this bad boy. That’s nice, dear
– speaking of which........Oh about three hundred
dollars for three new chunks. I feel an urgent need for a libation.
Sorry. You a) don’t look one bit sorry and
b) you need your hair and beard doing. Yes
dear. Clearly it’s time for me to retreat. Oh are you feeling strong, can you give me a lift out with the
old batters.
   Hole ready for one of the new batter that lives with the engine-starting-chap, waiting
quietly. Old batter. New bad boy.
How such a relatively
small object, little bigger than a shoe box can weigh that of an average man
beggars belief.
Out into the kitchen.
To the top step. On the outside rim. On the cockpit floor. On the cockpit seat.
On the edge of Beez. Shuffle to the gateway. On the edge. Me jump down, Onto the
quayside. Repeat twice more.
I need a very stiff
libation now. Bear went to collect the new ones. Apparently Robert the Rigger –
working on Happy Spirit saw him trundle past “Do you need a hand, Bear”. No it’s OK Pepe is waiting to help me.
When he told me of the kindly offer from Robert I could have stabbed him there
and then. Repeat process in reverse three times.
  Spot the
difference. Old ones on the quayside, new ones on the kitchen
floor.........
Casually I asked how
much the new chaps were. Are you sitting
down. Oh that bad. Yes, sorry.
This is all because I happened to mention the other day that in the months we
have been back from the UK the credit card is beginning to gain a little
flexibility, it came back from the last trip very badly stiffened. When its
empty I can plan our next homeward visit, until then I cannot. Three thousand dollars. Five hundred
pounds each. I want to weep. I need to lay down in a darkened room with
a very long libation. No, hang on I need to cook a Sunday roast. Oooo I feel a
slight dereliction of duty coming on. I’ll suggest walking up to the Yacht Club
after our shower...............six pounds for his roast pork and two pounds
fifty for my children’s nugget and chips. Who cares now the Visa card has had a
colossal hiding. Mmmmm, cunning plans are always the best.
   Paddling in
battery well, drilling and what looks like pondering........................
  ............................ and a
couple of hours later, new fat wire – does it do the
washing up ??? Huh. Disappears chuntering
to cupboard.
  Floor boards up for a final time for
me to say the expected Ooooo at two of the new batters in
working position, don’t forget to admire the new
terminals, what can a girl do to that but to swoon, OK OK settle yourself.... I also admire their
little pacemaker, actually, I think that’s really
cute but can it make the bed ??? Can I placate you with a bottle of rose with your
nuggets. I think you can, sir.........
ALL IN ALL WHAT CAN I SAY –
GOOD FOR A FEW YEARS, FINGERS CROSSED
DISAPPOINTING SPEND BUT IT’S
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