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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 Sixteen… egg butties, ice-cream and fizz..

We make it as far as Trent Lock before deciding to moor for lunch. Egg butties – cannot beat them! We watch a bit of MotoGP before heading to the pub for a little drink – someone has to keep the hospitality industry going, especially with all this talk of a recession – although there… Continue reading Day Sixteen… egg butties, ice-cream and fizz..

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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 Fourteen – Cleaning day…

We are moored in a slightly remote area so we decide to start the day with a clean of the roof, bow and stern and the side of the boat we can reach from the bank. There is something quite satisfying about taking everything off ((I think i should clarify that Peachy means taking stuff… Continue reading Day Fourteen – Cleaning day…

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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…