A Sunrise On The River

Greater Progress Still...

Having put the cables in, Steve began boarding the ceiling and positioning the lights... 

                                   

        

       

One of my projects this summer was to rescue this writing table from the engine room and restore it in some way. 

     

Now it has its base coat, I must choose a colour and paint the board.  

                                        

Another project was painting the salvaged post pigeon hole....

      

Henry was too busy looking handsome to assist...

                                    

Knowing my lack of aptitude with numbers, he prefered to cast his eye over some figures....

          

Jake delivered the stanchions last week...

      

 ...and welded them to the deck....  

         

       

      

  

     65 metres of  galvanised steel chain arrived on Tuesday.

This morning...... 

                

     

                                                                          

     Davenham adorned.

                                          

                                          

          

Water

Cengiz & Hattie moving the tank so that the grey water pipe could go in.  

Waste water from the kitchen sink  will temporarily discharge into this tank. 

A preliminary test of the pump...

                                  

Me and the anaconda - Hattie and I fought for ages to unravel its coils in preparation to fill the fresh water tank.   

And the first filling begins....  

     

  

After a few minutes of water and no appreciable difference to the water level,  Hattie wondered if there might be a hole.....  

 No holes, but a large area and, due to Davenham's list, the water running to the other end of the tank.

 

We kept watch and timed the fill....  

Meanwhile....

                             

The Captain & I pop ten packets of Milton tablets in readiness for the disinfecting stage.  We needed 18 packs and bottles to dose the water sufficiently and had cleared three supermarkets of their stock.

A couple of trips to the scrap yard with some metal 

      

had rewarded us with the price of the hose and the Milton.

Hattie replacing the cistern. 

 

An hour and a half to reach this level at the tap end - at the other, the water was almost to the brim.  

Mission  accomplished, the next stage....  

                               

The tablets left a scummy fizz...   

 

Pumping out....   

       

Hattie moved the pump to suction out the deeper end...

                                   

                                                                       Our smart sea loo! 

                                    

                                                                             And look!!!!