Based on various conversations in the past few days we’re currently aiming to take Friday off and start work on the boat to get her remotely habitable before we move on, whenever that may be (HELLO, Premier Inn Rochester!).
The job list that we will be getting on with currently looks like this:
· Sanding and re-varnishing the water-damaged floorboards in the main saloon/galley area
· Removing the crap built-in cupboards along the starboard side of the saloon
· Washing all internal surfaces down (with a bleach&borax solution?) to address the mould (ability to do this will be predicated by access to clean water – apparently there’s a tap on the pontoon but eventually we’ll need to buy a potable hose)
· Polishing brass – wheel, portholes etc
· Cleaning glass – portholes, skylights and wheelhouse windows (easy wins, these in the effort vs effect stakes)
· Have a go at cleaning down the decks (the Owl says we don’t have to do this as apparently we need to attack it with some sort of wire brush before we eventually repaint anyway, but in the meantime it’s filthy – also I really really want a go on a pressure washer)
· Establish how easy it might be to remove the tank behind the bathroom – assess that whole area
· Establish how easy it might be to remove the sea loo in the captain’s cabin
· Rub down and re-varnish the external wooden hatches and wheelhouse (and the wheel?)
At some point we also need to get quotes to do the electrics, look at the water tank situation and service the boiler.
Given the latest hold up (involving the Dutch notary going on holiday at no notice and failing to supply a vital bit of info needed for the mortgage paperwork to be issued which means we still haven’t started the seven day cooling off period) frankly, as much as we can do before we move on board would be enormously beneficial to our mental health, not to mention our eventual comfort.
Thankfully R is happy for us to crack on, although we’re not allowed to sleep on it. So at least it feels like we’re getting somewhere, even if it’s not exactly where we hoped we’d be by now. It never in a million years occurred to me that we might not be on board in time for our first wedding anniversary (30th June).
But there we go. And there’s still some (pale) hope we’ll make it…