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Day Eighteen: The end of the adventure…

We get up early and fill up with water whilst we wait for the lockie to arrive. I was going to do the lock myself – I have a key, but I don’t know, for some reason I didn’t want to do it. Even though I have operated one of the larger locks before. Anyway,… Continue reading Day Eighteen: The end of the adventure…

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Day Seventeen – Illegal mooring and we have to crank it!

It’s an early morning cruise as the battery is on 51% and when we use the coffee machine it uses about 2-3% of the battery… ((wait you mean you started the day without a coffee!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????????????? Why didn’t you call the emergency coffee line… I’m sure Mick would have delivered one)) I doubt it Brackets –… Continue reading Day Seventeen – Illegal mooring and we have to crank it!

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Day Fifteen – lots of locks

We have a bit of a lazy start after possibly one or two drinks the night before - i blame my mates. I take a little morning wander up to the co-op in Willington for the essentials like butter we forgot yesterday – I nearly fainted in the cool aisle when I looked at the… Continue reading Day Fifteen – lots of locks

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Day Thirteen – grumpy like a heron…

This morning I wake up in a right mood. I don’t know why but I’m really pissed off. In my younger days I would have tried to find a reason for it but with age I’ve realised sometimes you can just be grumpy and be a bit pissed off for no reason and like a… Continue reading Day Thirteen – grumpy like a heron…

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Day Twelve… Fradley locks…

It’s a disappointing start to the morning when we attempt to use the showers but the water is cold and the power of the water is rubbish for filling the boat back up. But never mind, I’m sure once they’ve had time to rejuvenate the facilities it will be a wonderful site although it’s a… Continue reading Day Twelve… Fradley locks…