Finally we have a new hot tub in Nova Scotia. Magic occurred this evening before dinner when, in the broad daylight, Ken and I shed our clothes and wore our heavy robes to try out our new acquisition. Our old hot tub was leaking and two jets refused to work so we decided to have it removed and do without a hot tub in Nova Scotia. I thought we were both too unstable to get in and out of the tub safely. And we both decided that the new tubs were too expensive.
Robert found us a good refurbished hot tub so Ken decided to proceed with the installation. In our absence, the old tub was removed, the new tub installed and new decking build around the new smaller tub. In addition, George installed a railing for ease of access. Ken thought we should try the new system at least once in the day light, so after the exterminator man left, we figured we would be safe to go to the hot tub without anyone coming to visit.
All went well. We could both get in and out of the tub without difficulty. The water was hot. The air was warm. The sun was setting. The magic of the hot tub in Western Head has returned.
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