As I performed my world-renowned “Flying Prolapse” into my comfortable reclining chair the other evening I was afforded, by the…
Storm Otto Stole My Hat
Storm Otto – named such by some continental types stranded in ‘The Abroad’ – arrived on England’s canals at approximately…
WallaceSheen & The Washing Machine
Barbridge Junction. Also engine servicing, repairs, joinery, Victron solar panels, battery set-ups – all manner of boaty stuff – and…
An Axe To Grind
It comes to something when a chap can’t use Baby’s First Axe by TOMY on the towpath next to his…
The Generic Greetings Card (and Mug) of Choice for the Discerning Canal Boater
The new old eats the old old alive – rust and decay on a C&RT work-boat consumes the old British…
Meerkats Anonymice
A sort of self-help group for folk suffering from S.C.P.S. Supermarket Car-Park Syndrome. By “self-help” I mean “group sui-kill pact”.…
Winter Wanderland
AWOOGAH! AWOOGAH! Said the Met Office – snow… and ice. Oddly, perhaps – I suspect – knowingly – they oft…
Apocalypse Cows
Not my video (I don’t do video, can’t do video), this is from @narrowboatdays. Nip along and subscribe. Add a…
The Day That Didn’t Know What To Do With Itself
Today began, continued, and is about to end with a distinct absence of meteorological ergs. It’s cold. The Cardinal and…
Highlighting The Real Work – And Workers – On The Canals
Just behind the Cardinal is the Audlem Flight, fifteen (knackered) locks in a row. Work is proceeding as part of…
Magnifibode Skies and Pellucidly Portentous Pettifogging iss-Takers
The canals give a chap access to England’s back garden, the views generally unseen by Earth humanoid. Some views are…
The Oneth of the Oneth of the Twenty Twenty-Thrid
Other dates are available, mention here does not imply endorsement. E&OE. I think that perhaps the trees in the phomatograph…
The Diesel-Electric Elephant Company. 