Then three weeks after we arrived the teenager came running in with news of the hot gossip on the block; everyone was being evicted! We stormed around to the post box area and found our letter with what was indeed an eviction notice. The marina was to close on 3rd January 2013 for major refurbishments and was unlikely to accept live-aboards when it reopened on the 1st April. We were horrified! Utterly destraught! With a boat as big as Zulu it isn't that easy to find moorings, and as I'm rather decrepit and sometimes needing to be very close to the boat as walking can be a big issue after a big allergic reaction or when my joints are wreaking havoc it does limit the options rather.
We stormed straight back to our old marina where the owner very kindly agreed to let us come back and finish our old mooring fees up but we ended up in a really grotty spot, with a huge crane towering over us, tricky steps and getty to overcome and so much dirt everywhere that we literally couldn't keep our home clean. The kitties were rolling in something horrible somewhere - something so fierce it was literally burning my skin and making me react so one of them (Kevin) actually had to have a special chemical bath. It was not fun. We were grateful to have been allowed back though.
With the marina scheduled to open the day after our old mooring expired we never in a million years expected things to pan out so neatly and we were right. We've been nomadding our way around the local area for a month now and actually it's been really good fun. We've had more countryside to admire, the animals have loved it, it's been cleaner and brighter, and we've been find without the mains power. I do feel guilty that Mr LFCC has had to go out and start the engine every morning so that I can fire up my hair dryer though! But for hair this good it's worth it! lol! Our generator has proven to be a fantastic and worthwhile investment and Zulu and proven yet again that she was designed by geniuses (that would be us!).
So now we come to our last week out on the river and we're spoiling ourselves. We're moored outside a lovely pub restaurant and we found something in there that I can actually eat without vomiting, passing out, and swelling up like a balloon, so we're making the most of it! There's mains power available too so we're using the dishwasher every night and Mr LFCC has his big computer on and is currently busy smashing the wotsits out of the other guys tank somewhere in computer war world... You can tell how into THAT I am eh?
This bank holiday weekend coming we head back to the freshly opened marina and a different but just as fabulous garden mooring. I am very much looking forward to having our own patch again! It's funny though, despite owning our own home, something you have to deal with as a boat dweller is that (unless you're lucky enough to find a good accessible patch of riverbank you can buy) you're always going to be a tenant. Marina owners generally can move you around their marina as they see fit, and give notice without a reason, and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it. You can't say a lot either as 1) there's no point and 2) why burn bridges for no possible hope of a better outcome. It's a bit of a bugger but there are so few negatives to this life that it's worth putting up with. So here's to our new home for our home, lots of garden, and hopefully some sunshine so we can get a new barbeque and get it christened quick smart!