There were just too many moving parts, too many things amiss, so I have decided to stay until next summer.
In the meantime, working to fix stuff.
Starting with the anchor windlass. But the switch had packed up. So I ordered a new one.
Incredible but true: there seem not to be any shops in London into which you can walk and obtain a part or a tube of caulking. So it is all by mail order, with the attendant delay.
So we got the new switch, but it requires NON-silicone caulk, so we're waiting for THAT by mail.
OK, then let's attack the water system.
Sigh. See the attached report.
OTOH, I get to stay in London.
So who really won?
Life is tough when you pay attention.