A fine sunset the other night…
One problem with having the windows open but no fly screens is the flies. We leave the lights off until just before we’re ready to go to bed, but as soon as they go on there’s swarms of tiny midges circling around them. It’s unfortunate, but the only way to make sure they don’t invade the bedroom is to give them a squirt with Raid (other fly killers are available…). Then in the morning I have to go round vacuuming up all the corpses…
We left it till halt-ten before setting off, hoping it wouldn’t be too busy at the junction.
Turning around at Tixall Wide.
The canal crosses two aqueducts before the junction, the first over the Trent and the second over the mill stream that used to drive a waterwheel at the mill.
The timing worked out well, the service wharf was empty when we pulled out onto the Trent and Mersey and reversed to fill with water. But within 15 minutes it was full.
Topped up and rubbish and recycling dealt with, we motored across the junction, had a quick debate then pulled in on the 48 hour moorings. I don’t generally like the moorings here, they are under the trees further round, and TV is poor. But the space we got into is in the open. An hour later and we wouldn’t have had the option anyway.
We’re only stopping one night, we’re heading off to Taft Bridge tomorrow.
On an entirely unrelated subject, I see that Boris has achieved his ambition to get hold of the keys to No 10. With him in charge over here and Donald in charge over the pond at least politics won’t be boring for a while.
Locks 0, miles ¾
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