Today Noel was the electrician on board and I became the gas technician. The wheelhouse stunk of gas this morning. When I opened the gas locker (outside, near the wheelhouse door), a wave of gas assaulted my nostrils!
I duly made up some soapy water and as I applied it to the connections said ‘please not the regulator, please not the regulator.’ Guess what, it was the regulator. Sure enough the tell-tale bubbles came from the regulator.
See the bubbles near the bottom?
$105.00 Euros later – thank you very much – and we have a new regulator.
The old
The yard is nice and quiet this weekend. It’s nice to have a rest from the sandblasting from next door’s boat. Mind you I was getting quite a good all over exfoliation treatment from it all.
A friend told me that she treats herself once a year to such health matters. I don’t, I rely on DIY or, apparently, sand-blasting! ‘I am a canny with money though’, I explained, ‘I even try to convince Noel the mold on the bread is just a new brand.’
The new.
Jackie Parry - author 
July 13, 2014 at 8:49 am
Better to find out now…..
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July 13, 2014 at 4:34 pm
Quite right, Mike – gradually we are getting to know the boat.
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July 15, 2014 at 4:03 pm
Well, that’s one more item off the list. This “list” is the one that is only populated when something unexpectedly fails. Funny how this list never seems to be empty for very long when boats are involved.
You 2 are having a fabulous experience; enjoy.
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July 15, 2014 at 6:48 pm
Thanks for that Micheal – yes, that never ending list . . . hay ho . . . still, we are back in the water this morning. All is good, just waiting for our final bill!
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