Then it was skirting off, cut the pipes and remove the radiator by the galley. The new rad was already in place so it would be a relatively simple job to plumb it in.
The only slight hiccup was a joint that needed replacing and none of the plumbing stores were open, it being Easter, so the decision was made to complete as much of the pipework as possible and finish it Monday (today) Only downside, we would have to sleep in the lounge on the floor!
Now this isn't the only modification that has to be done to accommodate the sofa bed. The shelf under the gunwale needs removing, a new table has to be made and a plug socket to be rerouted. We hope to have it all finished before we leave for our travels the end of this week. Mind you a lot depends on what the consultant says about my hip pain. The latest we can leave Sandiacre for Droitwich festival is the 16th. After that, without putting in some ridiculously long hours, I doubt if we will make it.
Dennis and Margaret returned to Icing late on Sunday afternoon and we did have time to have a Sunday lunch at the Bridge Inn. I highly recommend this pub 'cause not only does it have real ale but the Sunday Roasts are to die for and only£6 a head. On our return to FS we donned our glad rags, made up the bed on the floor, and headed off by taxi to Long Eaton to our friend Wally's 80th birthday bash. A great night only slightly marred by the fact the bar ran out of red wine!!!!
Today I ached all over. Not the greatest of nights was had laying on the floor. In fact it was downright uncomfortable. Having staggered back to FS by 11.30pm last night and managed to crawl into the bed, trying to get up this morning was a sight to see. Even Ian struggled to get off the floor and we both lay there like beached whales, giggling at the ridiculousness of it all. Not so young any more no matter how much our brain tells us different! Of course we did get ourselves up and just in time to see Dennis and Margaret leave for Langley Mill closely followed by Dave and Heather on Vixen. Seems we are on our own again but at least I can see out of the windows now that Icing isn't breasted up with us anymore. As they left a pair of buzzards circled overhead calling to one another and a Kestrel flew by. Then a Robin landed on one of our logs and, a first for me, sat there sunbathing!
|Dave and Heather in Sandiacre lock|