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Does my bum look big in this.?

Patricia Perkins, has had her ‘bum’ seen to.!!

You might remember that Tengeru’s engine was in need of some TLC. It had been lifted out of  the boat and, looking like a piece of scrap metal, was put to one side, in the boat yard. I was left with the decision, to either have a go at repair, or buy a new engine at ‘moocho dinero’.

Um….. it took about 30 seconds for me to decide for rebuild. Anyhow, I wanted a look at Patricia’s ‘little bits’.!!

So, me and a mate, went down to Cornwall, and gave Patricia a lift back to my home marina, Southsea, Portsmouth. Another friend allowed me the use of his garage as a work shop. It’s good to have friends, innit.

After having tied Patricia down to an engine stand (BDSM – you may have heard of it.? Stands for – Basic Destruction of Sentimental Machinery), we removed her drawers. (Steady on guys, I really mean her crank case). After having a fiddle around with her innards, we removed her bits and pieces. I’ve never done an hysterical rectomy before, it was good fun. And there we found the problem. The crank shaft and bearing shells were scored and marked, Some ‘eedjut’ had run the engine without any oil in it.! In fact the 3rd cylinder bearing shell had got so hot, it was now scorched and out of shape. It seems that this heating up had also caused the oil way in the shaft to become blocked and this may be the cause of the low oil pressure.

So, her bits went off for re-grinding. They came back nice and shiny and with no problems, at all, were put back in place. Now she just needs a new dress (re-paint) and she’ll be ready for the party………………

Update……………….

Here are some photos of Patricia, before her ‘operation’……………….

 

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Feeling reflective……………….

Some people will never understand, the draw the water brings,

the sights, the sounds, the beauty, as I listen and the wind sings.

The sun sets, and rises again, on another lovely day,

no matter the weather, as my little boat, alongside, she lays.

 

For four years now, she has been my only home,

and restlessly, I go on and prepare myself to roam.

Mending this, replacing that, as together we go to explore,

always enjoying what I find, and always wanting more.

 

A tiny place to live, but a whole world out side,

no highways to hell, just a huge ocean to ride.

These thoughts run through my mind, as bunk bound I lay,

what weather, what experiences, will happen to me today.?

 

My little ship closets me, safe, secure and warm,

as rain beats, and wind howls, they can do me no harm.

Tied up alongside, just waiting for the day,

when, at last, I loose my lines, and finally sail away.

 

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