Douglas Diary Autumn Hols
From King’s Bromley to Rugeley – We’re off.
I took Jim and my bearded pet for their walk quite early before breakfast because we are leaving today to go to my long kennel and start our voyage.
We said good bye to Jim and Jackie after a really splendid and educational tour of the north east. I am quite exhausted I have walked my socks off or I would have if I wore them, but rather like my bearded one, I don’t. I have seen a lot of castles and some lovely beaches.
I was bundled onto the back seat of my long kennel and I went to sleep for four hours and so I can tell you nothing about the journey down the M1 but I could here my pets muttering occasionally about the bloody lorries whatever that is.
I woke up in the large kennel park of Morrison’s which I recognise as being near where we keep my long kennel and my pets had just come back to me with a trolley load of stuff – I notice a six pack of Chappie so I assumed they had been provisioning for our journey.
Well, it was nice to get back on board Albert and there was quite a lot of activity by my long haired one stowing the stuff and my bearded one with his head down the engine room doing what he does which usually gets him into trouble for wearing the wrong clothes.
It was 17:15 before we actually slipped our mooring at King’s Bromley heading north. We have a crew collection at Stoke on Trent in a couple of days and a fair way to go to get there, and so there is no time to waste.
The weather is perfect for an evening cruise, sunny with no wind and quite a warm and it was a lovely start to our journey. It was about an hour and a half before my bearded one came upon the Ash Tree Inn (see my photo). This is a secret mooring, in the shadow of the cooling towers of Rugeley Power Station that was. We stopped for the night and a two for one whatever that means, no food for me, that’s what it means!
Love Douglas x