It dawned on us a while back that most of the world is full of people needing the latest, best, fastest, most elegant "whatever"... of course when I say needing I really mean 'thinking they need'.
Luckily for us, we worked out a long time ago that's all a load of
Ignoring the tension this created, it occurred to me that having a holiday boat - or rather a Hotel boat, would be a great way to finance a move away from our traditional employment to something more rewarding... I actually thought the concept was MY idea - I was gutted to find narrow boat hotels already existed.
Undeterred, we began our savings in earnest and here we are today with the boat on the water and in the process of being fitted out the way we want it - ie. with "guest accommodation" at the front complete with access to the master bathroom and "crew accommodation" at the opposite end (complete with a loo in a cupboard).
It's on this basis we plan to offer 'some kind' of skippered holiday to folk who may otherwise be unable to spend time on the waterways... only a max of 2 at a time - if they're a couple they can have the front cabin and if singles travelling together, they can have the rear. We did the sums and worked out that even by "offering" a reduced level of service than a typical hotel boat (for a reduced price) we should still be able to finance our lives, working 12 - maybe 16 weeks of the year.
BEFORE we dare do this however, we have agreed to save up 2 years worth of mortgage payments on the house (although the tenants rent should just about cover it)... this preparation however is proving a very hard pill to swallow with work the way it is/has been/will continue to be. On the first day of each month I now toss a coin as to whether to chuck it all in. Luckily thus far, I've not had to call my own bluff... We'd really prefer NOT to have to sell the house but if we have to, we can... and we'd still be a lot better off than many folk but more importantly we'd be free from what stresses us most.
For now however, it's another month of slogging on and biting my tongue. To be part-retired within 18 months-2 years is the plan.
ANYWAY - back to the weekend ... Ahem, well, progress WAS made - albeit as predicted rather slowly.
My fault as for some reason I got it into my head that NEXT Sunday was mothers day and as the gas man is booked to come, it would mean I'm unable to go and see the
Apparently next Sunday ISN'T mothers day - it's the 26th March... well in that case, I shall send a card nearer the time saying "see recent flowers"😏
On return home, the plan had been to go out and have a Greek mezze for a late lunch - alas, the restaurant didn't open until the evening and that didn't fit with our planned works.
So, instead I did some jobs and nattered to passers by whilst Andy did something on his kindle.
I Sikaflex-ed a couple of planks to the bulkhead in the gas-locker before screwing in bottle securing straps I'd bought off ebay the other week.