Saturday 18 Februrary 2017
I’m going to sue the Captain! A two-day delay is just not acceptable. Rosie and I were looking forward to setting out on our Tardebigge-London adventure on Thursday morning – until our humans decided they had waytoomany jobs to do (such as purchasing and delivering birthday gifts/cards, due to us being away for the next three months). In addition they wanted to get ‘Very Pinook’ sorted out and ship-shape – which included purchasing a ‘matching’ grey cleaning cloth for our newly re-vamped and re-fitted bathroom, and purchasing a set of drawers to enable Leigh to tidy away her work at the end of each day; our humans like to eat at the table – well Leigh in particular.
Anyhow, here I am, back to my beloved keyboard after fartoomuch time away. Tom is steering, Leigh is de-scaling a tap and Rosie is dozing. We set out this morning around ten-o-clock in quite murky (but dry) weather, leaving Worcestershire behind and heading for our first stop on the journey which will be somewhere in Warwickshire I guess. Although the weather isn’t quite as forecast the snowdrops are out in force and lift the spirits!
Bizarrely, as we cruised past Alvechurch, Leigh realised the boat had come to a standstill. Nosing out of the window she saw our lovely canine-carers, Helen and Ian, waving in at her. Tom had spotted them as they spotted us so stopped to say hello.
Leigh popped outside to the stern and the four humans enjoyed a quick natter. Helen and Ian had their current charge with them – a lovely whippet who Leigh tells me, ‘Is much calmer than you, Martha!’
I barked right back at her, ‘Yes, but is she as affectionate?’
Helen and Ian love me jumping up on their laps and kissing them…even if I add in the odd growl to let them know who is boss’. Yelp!
For those of you who haven’t seen one before, I took a snap of a guillotine lock near Kings Norton. Sounds a bit fierce to me, but apparently it’s not a water level changing lock – simply a device to isolate some of the canal when necessary.
It’s evening now and we’ve enjoyed a good day. Tom has steered for around seven hours and we are at Hockley Heath – we found a super little mooring next to just one boat. As Rosie, Leigh and I have managed a few towpath walks throughout the day we are all morethanhappy to cosy down, eat dinner and watch a but of TV.
There’s a series called Taboo running currently which Leigh loves…albeit it’s a bit dark for me so I’ll just curl up and snooze!