Finally all jobs competed

Well we are now back home in South Wingfield, we travelled back yesterday (in the rain) after completing all the jobs on Miss Lilly. The past week has been frustrating at times, what with having to dodge the rain showers to get the jobs done, and especially when we were unable to get the radar to work. After much consultation of the manuals which contradict each other and conversations with the men at Raymarine and Mount Batten Chandlers we were informed that we needed another cross over connector, more money. With the connector purchased and installed there were still problems so it was another trip up the mast for Kevin (notice I don’t go up). It turns out there was something not connected correctly, with this rectified the radar worked, whoopee!, everything is now working.
On the Sunday evening it was blowing gale force 8/9, the boat was being blown sideways and at times I had to hold on to the side of the bed to stop me rolling as the bed seemed to be tilted over, so not much sleep was gained that night.
Tuesday and Wednesday were lovely and sunny although the breeze was still cool, it was nice however not to keep having to put wet weather gear on, and be able to sit out on deck for our lunch and an evening aperitif.

Tuesday was wash day, the boat resembled Widow Twankys wash room at one time, still it saved us bringing it back home to wash and then having to cart it back again.
 Wednesday was spent cleaning and polishing, however I bet by the time we get back it will need doing again when the seagulls have finished pooing all over it. After we had finished Kevin suggested a stroll to Mountbatten pier, on the way back we couldn’t resist stopping off at the Bridge for a drink (notice there is a pattern emerging here).

Once back on the boat we noticed we had a missed a call from the other Bev and Kev who we met at Yacht Haven Key, they were over at Sutton Harbour and asked if we would like to join them for a meal. It was then a mad dash to spruce ourselves up and catch the water taxi over to the Barbican to meet them. We ate at a quaint restaurant called Shirley Valentines,  which served Greek/Turkish food, it was very nice but oh boy was it filling, didn’t stop me having a dessert though, dread to think how much weight I have put on since retiring.
Thursday was the trip home, we were up at seven so that we could get an early start, and to drop off our old radar and chart plotter as Bev and Kev the 2nd had decided to buy them off us. With farewells and the agreement to meet next Thursday (weather permitting) to sail to Fowey together, this would be our first stop off on our journey to the Med.
This weekend we are planning to travel to the Lake District to meet up with Kevin’s brother Steve and his family, and Steve and Chris Wilshaw, as its Steve’s birthday (Kevin’s brother), can’t believe it was a year ago since we were last there for Steve’s 50th, where we had a raucous weekend participating in a wine tasting competition and dressing up and reliving the seventies music. I think this weekend will be a much quieter affair, although I am sure the wine will still be flowing.