Well we made it back up the Stoke Bruerne 7 with me lurking on the tiller and him running around doing the locks. We left before 9.00am hoping not to share the locks so that we could take our sad, decrepit time
We were sooo lucky; no-one coming up with us but 5 coming down so we only had to close 2
when we got to the top lock this little lot were waiting for us with Sir who had a windlass
they were so cute - shame they couldn't have locked us up all 7!
moored at Blisworth where G set about stripping out Muttley
although not amused
he forgave him enough to have a cuddle
then we were invited round to 2 boats back for a jam session - brilliant evening (they let me have the triangle and the tambourine Lesley)
moved on this morning - complete chaos at Gayton services with 47 incoming boats to the Russel Newberry rally.
Moored at Bugbrooke and trundled off for a very expensive pint and cheesy garlic bread at the Wharf Inn. Sun was shining and we needed a pint; not the sort of place we would normally go - staff totally miserable.
Baxter now stripped out too and we soaked up the rays on a pretty much deserted towing path this afternoon
TR 8 1/2!
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