With the alternator now sorted, everything on Pixie is up and running. It's now me that needs fixing. Chewing on a bit of sour dough bread, with a bit of gooey cheese on top, I felt a crack.
I'm off to the dentist this afternoon.
Just when everything is fixed, something else goes wrong.
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Graham
ReplyDeleteWhat did you expect. You fix the boat now it is your turn..... Are you sure a good pair of pliers and and wrench from Kirsty will not fix the problem? Maybe it is lucky you are not 500 miles offshore...