Thursday: G woke me at 1.00am as he was scrabbling about on the roof trying to secure nefarious items that were rolling around in the wind - I think one of those items might have been a solar panel.....hmmm.....
On top of that, of course, MR was bouncing on the ledge in the wind.
Around 11.00am Lesley walked F & F up towards Brewood and found some moorings with rings and no ledges, this is a rare treat on this canal. So she suggested we moved the boats up for a more peaceful night and we readily agreed. But it's all Lesley's fault.
Somehow, in trying to get MR off the side against the wind, we managed to get the back end of MR on the ledge and out of the water at a most alarming angle. All I could think of was the ballast we'd removed below and the tons of wood on the roof - it did occur to me that, if we were going to lose our home, I might as well whip out my camera and sieze the dramatic opportunity for the blog; but G might have thought I was being insensitive so I resisted!