Saturday, 31 December 2011
Friday, 30 December 2011
Thursday, 29 December 2011
Wednesday, 28 December 2011
G completed his 800 odd mile Xmas excursion by fetching me back from Norfolk. We arrived back about 4.00pm - tired and hungry with little more than a pint of milk and a packet of cat food (which is ok warmed up with a can of beans - bugger, we're out of beans!)
We soon had the fire roaring and the menagerie happily settled plus, with shore power, the washing machine working overtime. This morning we were up early with G off to Tescos for a major shop before returning the hire car at 12. Good old Enterprise dropped him back and we were out of marina land (like the water and power occasionally but hate pontoon living). I lay awake last night listening to the boat next door banging against the pontoon finger.
The wind has been horrendous today and tomorrow's forecast is not a lot better-so might not go anywhere as we are very tired. Can't be bothered to make the left/ right decision today.
Good news; our gold licence has come. Bad news; our new Vulcan stove fan doesn't work properly and will have to go back. Hassle.
Tuesday, 27 December 2011
I was cooking Xmas dinner when a shout from my mum had me running into the lounge.....I thought something dreadful had happened but, no...it was just Daisy finding a sudden fascination for the penguins on the telly. Mum was highly amused....
Daisy was trying to dig the penguins out of the telly. She tried from the front fIrst and, when that didn't work, she stretched up and tried to dig them out of the back!!!!!!
Saturday, 24 December 2011
Now 586 blogs is a lot of pontificating (or, more honestly, waffling) but 30 drafts...what's all that about..? The new format allows you to find out, so I had a little look. They date from March 2008 (4 weeks after we moved onto MR) to June of this year. 20 of the 30 were just titles and/or thoughts that never developed or duplications for some reason. Some were too boring or contentious to publish or, more excitingly, sub judice - as per the ridiculous situation with the boat on the Fens in 2010. That leaves me with 10 that carry photos and memories worth retrieving. All I have to do is work out how OR just change the dates and publish them. In the words of Stingray, 'anything could happen in the next half hour' or, more likely, nothing at all (case in point, this is exactly the sort of blog I've saved to draft and never published).
I find this amazing; I started this blog just a week ago - before all hell let loose. If there are some that I didn't publish because they were too contentious, with hindsight about what I thought was OK, it's just as well I didn't or we'd probably have been
Wednesday, 21 December 2011
Tuesday, 20 December 2011
Quite extraordinary, my main rant on the blog was the bloke that left both bottom gates of the 7 locks open and some paddles making our day difficult and long but, more importantly, endangering the water levels on the pounds. Not a comment, not a reference; but world war III broke out over my moan about NB Stafford roaring past with sheet ice driving down the side of the boat.
Nearly every 'anti' banged on about drafts, water displacement, our inability to tie up our boat; it's not about that, it's about consideration. Working NBs Victoria Gosty and Towcester come and go - laden and empty- without any of this nonsense - they wouldn't have many customers left if they behaved in the same way!
I hadn't realised that G had linked the post into facebook - the comments left on the blog are sugar sweet compared to the facebook stuff; some amounting to threats against our boat. Unbelievable.
My blog, my experiences, my thoughts as I see things. Don't like it, don't read it.
Many people quoted NB Stafford's crew as having 40 odd years experience (100s of years cumulative in one case) and they will all have skills I can only dream of; but I have manners and that you will never take away from me.
Monday, 19 December 2011
Sunday, 18 December 2011
We went through the tunnel (me on board this time instead of over the top) and stopped at the top of Buckby locks for water and rubbish disposal before setting off again downhill. It was 2.00pm and this was what was coming.......... reversed up and moored and legged it into the The New Inn for lunch just ahead of the storm
.......before retiring to a toasty boat for cuddles.....
Saturday, 17 December 2011
|South bound on Bow Creek|
|Decision point-too choppy-about turn. Thames and O2 arena in the background.|
|So back to Bow Lock|
|and up to the Olympic Park|
|Some form of Artistic Viewing thing?|
|Winded at Old Ford Lock|
|Back past Bow Lock|
|Breaking bow waves which on occasion reached me at the tiller!|
Friday, 16 December 2011
Thursday, 15 December 2011
Blow ups - well that was my hair dryer (oh, and my camera but I am absolutely not discussing cameras anymore) so now I desperately need a hair cut and have no hair dryer - even more reason to keep my head under the duvet with Daisy and Baxter still not sharing with Muttley; he still smells.
We didn't like the look of the weather forecast for the next few days so we thought we might be best getting into the civilisation of Braunston. G cruised and the boys and I walked in with plenty of time for lunch, a bit of shopping and a pint at the Plough before Gosty Hill delivered coal and diesel.
Back to our South Oxford cruising, I couldn't wait to revisit this lovely circular walk; I think it's 40 years since I last did it!