Good Egg.
The mechanic who sorted Miracle for me has been off the water for six months. It's hard on him. He's lived on the water for more than half of his years and misses it, but owing to his dedication to his missus - who has been through a mirade of opperations as of late, they have been landlocked. Neither of them want this.
I feel for him.
Yesterday I woke up with the mother of all hangovers, owing to ONE cocktail at a friends birthday. I couldn't imagine that one drink could hurt me so much but coming home yesterday evening after just the one, my body was ill behaved, my head swimming, it was very wrong. I'm convinced the drink was spiked. I can happily drink a 14% bottle of wine and not feel as bad as I did.
My own misforture aside, something rather great happened in the morning. A boat was listed on ebay with a "buy it now" of 5k. I re-read the advert several times before looking outside to see the mechanic sipping coffee on the next boat.
I pondered the boat.
It came with a working vintage engine.
Kelvin Engines are around 2-3k in working order. It was included and installed in an appropriate iron rivited hull and all steel shell.
Anyway I figured it, the boat wouldn't be on the market long. It'd been listed less than 12 hours and had two bids.
I bungled myself out of Miracle, laptop in hand and thrust it into the mechanics hands.
"You need to look at this" I demanded.
He looked shocked.
I hadn't said hello, good morning or waited for the conversation he was having to come to a pause.
"This is a remarkable engine. Trust me, I know"
He admitted knowing nothing about Kelvin engines.
They're vintage and easy to work on, I reply.
He looks at the ad.
He calls the number.
The boat is 4 hours drive.
He arranges to go see it.
It takes them 9 to get there owing to various accidents.
Today he's the proud owner of a 46ft iron hulled narrow boat with a perfectly running vintage engine.
I am happy.
I am more than a little envious, but pleased nonetheless.
Good Egg.
The mechanic who sorted Miracle for me has been off the water for six months. It's hard on him. He's lived on the water for more than half of his years and misses it, but owing to his dedication to his missus - who has been through a mirade of opperations as of late, they have been landlocked. Neither of them want this.
I feel for him.
Yesterday I woke up with the mother of all hangovers, owing to ONE cocktail at a friends birthday. I couldn't imagine that one drink could hurt me so much but coming home yesterday evening after just the one, my body was ill behaved, my head swimming, it was very wrong. I'm convinced the drink was spiked. I can happily drink a 14% bottle of wine and not feel as bad as I did.
My own misforture aside, something rather great happened in the morning. A boat was listed on ebay with a "buy it now" of 5k. I re-read the advert several times before looking outside to see the mechanic sipping coffee on the next boat.
I pondered the boat.
It came with a working vintage engine.
Kelvin Engines are around 2-3k in working order. It was included and installed in an appropriate iron rivited hull and all steel shell.
Anyway I figured it, the boat wouldn't be on the market long. It'd been listed less than 12 hours and had two bids.
I bungled myself out of Miracle, laptop in hand and thrust it into the mechanics hands.
"You need to look at this" I demanded.
He looked shocked.
I hadn't said hello, good morning or waited for the conversation he was having to come to a pause.
"This is a remarkable engine. Trust me, I know"
He admitted knowing nothing about Kelvin engines.
They're vintage and easy to work on, I reply.
He looks at the ad.
He calls the number.
The boat is 4 hours drive.
He arranges to go see it.
It takes them 9 to get there owing to various accidents.
Today he's the proud owner of a 46ft iron hulled narrow boat with a perfectly running vintage engine.
I am happy.
I am more than a little envious, but pleased nonetheless.