The Franklins departed in the rain. The rain stayed. All day. All night. So we didn’t go anywhere. We camped out at home and got on with jobs. Andy retreated to the engine room and after several tough hours managed to resurrect an old Petter engine.
Monday and still raining! No sign of it stopping either. Lobelia’s crew needed some respite. We headed off to the giant Carrefour supermarket where we spent a few hours and plenty of cash. The boys ran wild with all the French kids. Nobody cared. Even the shop assistants use roller skates to get around the store.
Spent the afternoon on the telephone trying to find fuel. Canalside pumps are non-existent now that commercial traffic has diminished. Tanker deliveries are fraught with difficulty thanks to health and safety and the August holiday season. There just aren’t any drivers available. Resort to Plan B : Andy makes good use of the Volvo and a variety of containers and tops up the tanks with 300 litres of diesel.
The rain eased off by the evening. The dinghy on deck was full of water. We measured a depth of 9 inches in our outdoor candle pot. Local reports claimed 35cm fell in two days. We looked on the bright side : at least the boat would stay afloat and potential moorings might now be deep enough for us!
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