No joy getting out today. I think the agent is doing his best but it's impossible to tell. Nothing more we can do - I've brought as much pressure to bear as I feel is reasonable. A good rest was well needed and we've done a bit more tidying up on the boat. I was dead on my feet yesterday and really struggling to help with the refuel, rewiring the shore power lead for the egyptian sockets, clearing the cooking gas blockage and fixing the blocked sea water drain at the back of the boat. When I finally crashed out I couldn't sleep because my feet were itching furiously. It was only at about midnight that I figured out it was from the diesel fuel spill that I had been walking in after the refuel. I had been too tired to shower last night - I won't make the same mistake again!
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