When we part-emptied the pool to repair a leak round the inlet, the Badu Jet counter current machine stopped working.
The motor whirred but didn’t push the water.
I phoned the Badu Jet company first in the USA and then in Germany only to be told to do exactly what we’d already done – prime the pump in the normal way.
The last port of call was our trusty plumber-cum-electrician who struggled a bit but finally got it working.
Now I can swim properly for the first time this winter.
The tarpaulins which cover the pool get a pounding over the course of the winter.
Their worst enemy is the wind, followed by the sun.
For the first time ever, we’ve actually put 3 tarpaulins on:
The bottom one, dark green, is one year old and reasonably sound but too lightweight to work on its own.
The middle one, red, is brand new this year and not quite big enough in one dimension.
The top one is at least 3 years old with several holes in it.
Let’s hope they all work together well!
This time I was close to Galileo when he went for a dip in the pool.
Perched on the top step, he closes his eyes in ecstasy as he does an almost-full-body dunk.
These days when I empty the skimmer basket of the swimming pool, my wail of anguish can be heard:
They’re lovely creatures and I hate to find them drowned.
They’re also frustrating because if you rescue one, it seems to do its utmost to jump back in the water.
This insect, hidden in a crack of the front door, is actually a grasshopper, distinguishable by its short antennae.
This blurred photo is of Galileo on the top step in the swimming pool.
He dips himself several times a day in this heat but somehow I never have the camera handy to catch him doing it.
Till now, that is, when dusk was falling and I was some distance away.
He really is the picture of a water-loving dog – mouth open, tongue hanging out, eyes closed in ecstasy.
When he gets out he ships a load of water with him like a scruffy sponge.
It was one of the first real days of summer.
After another attack on the broom in the further reaches of the olive grove, Giovanni applied teak oil to the sides of the swimming pool.
It’s rained almost non-stop now for two days.
The ground squelches underfoot.
Yesterday a thin line of water oozed under the seal of the kitchen window.
The water level in the swimming pool, high to start with in order to prime the pump, rose so high I had to empty some out.
The top of the GPL tank, which is situated so that it acts like a sump, needed bailing out – I filled nine buckets.
So in all this super-abundance of water, the taps run dry – twice: last night and again this morning.
According to the Water Company technician, an actuator needs replacing.