Not a heavy frost, I’ll grant you, but a frost this morning nonetheless. So that’s it then. Polar bears at…
Will you walk into my parlour?’ said the Spider to the Fly. #narrowboat #boating
I didn’t know whether to laugh or to regurgitate my supper. Sometime during the night last night- I have no…
A mooch, a pootle, and my kind of moorings #narrowboat #boating
Well, mostly so. We’re moored on pins in soggy ground, not my favourite method of preventing the planet from wandering…
Lunch at The Snowflake Inn, N.I.M.B.Y. N.O.B.s, and networks called ‘Cyril’ #narrowboat #boating
What a frabjous day. Lunch at The Snowflake Inn? Well the name outside reads “Barbridge Inn” but the clientelle seem…
Wherein squirrels hide their nuts and I lament having never been a Legionnaire #narrowboat #boating #boatsthattweet
Which will win the race to “Preparedness Nirvana”? Autumn, or me? I suspect that autumn will break the tape. The…
