Douglas Diary Summer Holidays 2018
Mancetta to Tamworth
You will recall that yesterday, as I sat upon Queen Boudica’s (there are many ways of spelling her name) final resting place. I was stung by a wasp, well there did seem to be rather a lot of these creatures flying about and this morning, as my bearded one was attending to our mooring lines, he too was stung. He was not pleased but did not eat the offender, I would have. Anyway, it turns out that last evening we inadvertently chose to moor unaware that we were rather too close to a nest of these evil critters and this morning, they were not happy!
My bearded one decided in the interests of his health and safety that we would leave our mooring forthwith. Some amusing acrobatics were required to release us without further attack from what had developed into an angry mob surrounding my long kennel. We got away without further incident.
It was a bright and sunny day and ahead of us was the eleven locks of the Atherstone flight. This was great fun as there was lots of walking and I played with many friends on the descent which took nearly two hours.
We arrived in Tamworth and decided to stay the night above the next pair of locks to save them for the morning. We were quite tired and were conveniently moored outside a big house called The Gate Inn.
My picture today is me looking after my long haired one as my long kennel was descending in a lock at Atherstone.
Love Douglas x
Those wasp things are horrible – we all snap at them and now we have their big brothers that Capt calls ‘ornets and a few other names as well coming in – they sound like doodle bugs – he says. (but we have not seen any doodles). Anyway, Capt was on the roof cutting Booganvil and got stung on big toe by little wasp which left him saying ‘xpletives’ (we don’t know what they are either but it must have hurt) and then in the Jasmin (this apparently is not a lady) a wasp stung his little finger and his whole hand, not to be outdone, grew bigger than we have ever seen ……..so long as he can feed us then all is ok.
Yes, my bearded one did not like the experience, in fact three days later he still complains that it hurts where he was attacked – on the head! I think he is a bit of a whimp – I know that our kind can’t help snapping at them we are hot wired this way, but we are warriors. Love Douglas