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One Thursday in the autumn, when Dahlia was out of the water, I was fossicking around in her engine compartment. This is reached, she being a centre cockpit beast of 1970s vintage, via a trapdoor which consists of the entire cockpit sole.

I had been doing a bit of winterising some time before, and as part of it had removed the lid of the inlet cooling water strainer, which is one of those plastic ones