This weekend I wasn’t off working on my boat. I made lots of lists, called lots of tradespeople, spend a lot of time online trying to get my head around 12v narrowboat electrics and generally getting very frustrated that I currently live so far away from my boat. We had two beautiful, sunny, early-autumn days – my favourite time of year – and I would have loved to pop over to the boat to potter about, clean, plan, measure and build.
Not to worry: my partner Emma also owns a boat! I helped her make a cupboard and put up her shower walls, and yesterday evening, which was sunny and hot, we got ourselves a bottle of scrumpy cider and punted her boat down the canal a little way to clean her in the sunshine.
Emma pulled the boat along, whilst I stood at the back, punting with an extremely long pole. We managed not to hit anything (!) though there were a couple of close shaves. It felt graceful and peaceful moving the boat in the sunshine without the engine noise. We didn’t go far – just down to a sunny spot on the towpath away from the noise and constant interruptions of the marina.
The roof was not only dirty but covered with specks of rust – a while back a hole had been cut sending lots of firey sparks flying, which had hit the paintwork and lead to a speckling of rust spots.
We removed these with ‘Astonish’ oven cleaner – a mild abrasive which really did the trick. The roof will then be repainted.
Emma had also put in a ‘pigeon-box’ skylight – before glazing this would need painting, so she gave it a first coat with white spraypaint: