A few details that have been overlooked due to the blazing light of the first sail.
The water pump in the galley had died after years of rubber withering heat and humility. It is a Whale pump, made in Northern Ireland. After much detective work I track one down to a boat shop on the mainland called Yuukomarine.
I send an email and get a reply in English from Colin. Hooray a boat chandler where they speak English. This will make my life much easier! It turns out that Colin knows Nick and Rika.
Anyway the new pump is hand delivered to my place at 9:30 on Sunday morning. No comment.
Harry gives me a small Indian made pressure cooker. I find this very exciting, as I dream of stews and stuff in exotic locations.
It is Tomomi’s birthday soon.