Well, it rained all night, they had a nice meal at The Boat last night and as I mentioned in my diary of yesterday, there was not much in it for me as I was on guard duty in my Long Kennel.
This morning however, it was potentially a bright and sunny dawn but due to some technical mishap on Peter’s electronic device, it was dark when his alarm prompted him to serve the early morning tea! Like 06:15.? The knock on effect of this was that I took them for their walk before 07:00 and we were all breakfasted and ready for off by 08:00. Way ahead of our normal schedule.
All in all this was a good beginning as my long haired one wanted to explore the still sleeping town of Penkridge.
We filled up with water and then visited one or two shops and admired the olde Gaol complete with the village stocks. Some of us agreed the return of this simple and cheap device would offer a sound and reliable path to the recovery of law and order – where it is wanting. Hey ho.
On our way we lingered en route at bridge 90. Midland Chandlery, my bearded one bought a new bilge pump for my long kennel.
There are four well spaced locks on this stretch of the Staffs and Worcs Canal maybe five miles from first to last and as it is a beautiful day, I am happy to stay on shore and walk with my longhaired one for pretty well the whole distance, blimey, I am quite tired.
We arrived at Tixall Wide and they opened a bottle of red wine.
My photos today, a heron (quite a brave one) and at our mooring in Tixall Wide.
Love Douglas x