Stew

…Something happened in the port service.
For example, the bridge of the ‘Junior’ was damaged, possibly by a mooring-rope.

Together with a mate we took her to a shipyard somewhere in Amsterdam.
Which exit did we have to take?
We ended up between all kinds of houseboats and the depth of the water was not equal to that of the ‘Junior’.
Difficult looking faces from behind curtains and of course lazy people who pointed out to us that we had taken a wrong turn and this was not a continuous ditch.
The blubber was swirling around us.

‘Junior’.

Once we arrived at the yard, the repair was started immediately and I was left behind as a guard.
I was taken care of.

As a warm bite I got stew for the whole week and had the choice between kale or sauerkraut.
After a few days I was fed up with it and went to a Chinese takeaway.
For bread I had to find a bakery nearby!
Keep the receipts.

At work.

By the end of the week the repairs were done and all that was left was to test if everything was watertight.
The fire hose was put on it and not a single drop penetrated.

After the arrival of the helmsman we sailed back.
On the North Sea Canal we had a heavy shower with a lot of wind.
The water was nagging inside!

We were back just before the warm bite.
Sauerkraut!