Thursday 26 April.
Torksey to Keadby.
It is Tom’s birthday today! He was quite bemused actually; most people plan an easy day for their birthdays, yet he told us, ‘I think getting into Keadby Lock may be the riskiest part of our trip, so it would happen to fall on my birthday!’
Luckily for him it was nowhere near as tricky as he had been told. Perhaps the river being not as wild as it sometime is, was the reason – who knows?
After a long day we decided to moor up once through the lock. Leigh and I took a walk into the village to see where we could take Tom for a birthday dinner. Unfortunately, there didn’t appear to be anywhere – just a working men’s club and a fish and chip shop. Yelp!
On our way back to the boat, Leigh asked a couple of ladies where the nearest pub or restaurant might be. They told her it would be the next village – Ingleby – but that it wasn’t walkable; giving her the number of a local taxi and jotting down ‘The Ingleby Arms’ telephone number meant Leigh could organise an evening out with confidence.
The female taxi driver happily agreed to taxi them home too, ‘Just call when you are ready’, she told Leigh. Although the food was good, the restaurant felt a little like a care-home restaurant, so Leigh and Tom were home for nine-thirty and enjoyed a birthday drink (or three) whilst watching their favourite programme, ‘Suits’, on Netflix!
Woofs, Martha xx