Well actually two.
Hubby did the washing up, and if we have particularly heavily particled water, rather than tip it down the sink, we open the window and chuck it straight into the marina.
We started doing this a little while ago after we had a slight blockage, and with no U bend, it was a take apart job and improvisation with a de-bunger (cue use of one piece of copper pipe left over from our revamp last year)!
To backtrack a little, when we moved into our second house in 1996, my mother gave us a canteen of cutlery as a house-warming present.
In years gone by, this was a traditional wedding gift, but I’d never received one.
We had 6 place settings of knives, forks, butter knives, dessert forks, spoons, soup spoons, tea spoons and two large serving spoons in a wooden box, and would use them on special occasions. However, in the Great Sort Out when we came aboard, we dumped our cheap and nasty plastic handled every day cutlery of cottage days, and started to use the good stuff. The box was disposed of as we had no room for it, but the cutlery tray fitted nicely under the sink on the shelf.
Anyway, Hubby did the washing up after lunch today, and was hunting around for the forks to put away. They were nowhere, and we could only believe that they had been given swimming lessons with the dirty water.
A little while ago after a friend dropped his car keys in the drink and had to fork (excuse pun) out £160 for a new set, Hubby invested in a strong magnet.
Now was the time to give it a test drive, and having checked that the forks were in fact magnetic, he started his inch by inch dunking in the vicinity of the kitchen window.
All was not looking good and I was resigning myself to the fact that accidents happen, but Hubby was not deterred, and patiently sat on next door’s boat with his magnet on a rope.
He found one, and a muddy looking eating implement was pulled from the water.
I immediately boiled a kettle and sterilised it.
Half an hour later, he was chuffed to bits to locate the second, which followed the same bath as the first.
He said he had to find them as I would never have forgiven him, as not only were they part of a set, but were from my Mum, and that made them doubly important.
Note:
Our forks were not the only things pulled up. Hubby could not believe the number of nails and pins that were lurking in the gungy depths below! No sunken treasure though.
My husband’s reading glasses are probably still on the bottom of the Chagres River….
Ha! been there too and dropped mine into the drink. I marked the pontoon finger with two bits of tape and one of the staff came down with a net and started scooping for me. He found them too!
We were in 30′ deep, croc-infested water…. didn’t even try to find them.
Don’t blame you!! We have 30 inches if we’re lucky!!
Any alligators or crocodiles?
Naw. Just pike! Someone caught a thirty pounder and threw it back! They tend to snatch the tiny ducklings.
I’ve heard they have teeth – is that true?
Yep. Nasty little Bs. Get a grip on you and they won’t let go as their teeth point backwards.
Yipe! Betcha there isn’t a lot of swimming there!
It’s not a good idea, certainly. We’ve had a few instances where people have fallen in, but as far as I know when retrieved from the water, they haven’t had a pike attached.
Thank goodness for that! Are they good eating?
Never had it, but Hubby says they are very boney. Mind you, I think anything caught in the marina might be a bit dodgy knowing the muck that gets tipped in straight from everyone’s sinks!
That is a valid point. My husband said they were very bony, too – he is the fisherman of the family, though Master Munchkin is trying to learn how and Ms. Purrseidon is very interested in the sport…
Too bad no treasure was found – it could have proved a lucrative business, this whole tossing the forks out with the water!
Hubby has a plan and is working on an underwater camera to see if it’s a viable option.
Here’s hoping you’re sitting on a gold mine. Perhaps a literal one (so long as you are the ones who get the rights to it).
We shall indeed see. We know of one couple who retrieve dropped windlasses from the water, clean them up and flog them for a fiver each!
Perhaps I need to invest in a magnet of my own and see what I can pull up from the river behind our house!
You never know!
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