When I retire I will steal hats
It turns out the owl is doing its own stuff and doesn't need my stories.
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A narrowboats journey through repair, cruising, and other joys of the english waterways.
In a moment of inspiration we found ourselves in Cambridge and discovered a member of our party had never been. There is only one way to see Cambridge and that is by punt.
Time constraints were tight as we had promised to cook father luncheon. So we called James and Amy on Willow and asked whether they were close so they could join us. I left a message on the answer phone.
James and Amy joined us for the return trip.
Several years ago I was fortunate enough to have an invite to join James and Amy (on their previous boat Lucky Duck) on a maiden voyage up the backs (here) and this was the first time since that I had been back. Wonderful.
CRT had a picture of the bicycles pulled out of the canal – I quite liked the look of some of them, but they weren’t for sale.
One of the highlights, for me, is always the stationary engines that can be found on the lead up to Tooley’s Boat yard.
For some reason I had forgottent hat Herbie were going to be there so I was delighted to spot them with their fantastic bunting.
They had this sign in the window too….
and Molly (and I LOVE Maffi’s beard!)
With Herbie coming south and the Moomins (Melaleuca) coming North we arranged to meet up on Bones. The chef instantly panicked but Kath saved the day by carrying the flag for roasted vegetables (and they were A.M.A.Z.I.N.G) my apple crumble and leg of lamb went down a treat too – fortunately the Moomins have a large dining table so we were able to decamp there and eat our roast in style rather than struggle from our laps. The great preparation for visitors (I lit fire and swept floor) went to waste but it was worth it because we had a wonderful evening together. Maffi, hearing of the great meat, stopped too – so it was quite an evening.