Just when I was expecting Tinky Winky and La La, look who turned up - the Norwegian bank robber!
I walked the dogs through the cutting that used to be Fenny Compton tunnel and found a fair bit of wood which was absolutely no good to me with MR so far below. I did suggest that I rolled it down the embankment into the cut, but G didn't think it was one of my better ideas.
It was such a glorious day that we just kept going, doing the Claydon 5 and the next 3 locks & arriving in Cropredy a day earlier than anticipated (8 locks & 11+ miles) - just as well really as we'd run out of milk, bread & eggs.
Look at these two starting out in life-ah, young
love (or is it sibling affection?).
Passing Cow Roast Marina made me just a weeny
bit sad as all those moored boats mean poor people in houses clearing out cupboards instead of boating in the sunshine and watching their dogs play.