Bubble and Squeak.

Our boat farts.
I’m not kidding, you’ll be sitting here and suddenly will hear a tummy churning type gurgle and bubbles will appear along the hull, just like when you’ve broken wind in the bath.
This is probably to do with the water ballast which automatically adjusts so we don’t get lopsided or sink.

The squeak was explained this morning.
For some time, I have heard an intermittent squeak that I couldn’t identify, and typical of Hubby, he never heard it. If I drew it to his attention, he’d be met with silence.
Anyone remember the advert for the VW golf with a squeak, and it turned out to be the passenger’s earrings?
vw advertWell our boat isn’t a volkswagen, and the squeak wasn’t my earrings.
It was the surviving moorhen chick on the bank behind us!
moorhen chick

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to Bubble and Squeak.

  1. BunKaryudo says:

    Mystery explained. Anyway a squeaking boats better than a leaking one.

  2. This post gave me a great Sunday morning snort, P. As it reminds me of my dishwasher–which also makes this funky little farting noise, and one I’ve come to adore so I don’t want any repair man to come and “fix” it for me.
    My fingers are crossed for the little lone survivor. Hope the chick has the strength and the wherewithal to make it.

    • He’s a good size and eating well. I saw what may have been the parents a little further along and gave them a talking to (I’m so sad) about child neglect! Coming back from town later, the chick was strutting his stuff on the top of the bank so I’m sure he’s going to be OK as he’s a long way past the tiny black fluffball stage. 🙂

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