Spun, Serviced, Spun, and Sodded Off

Still no room at the inn (any of the Anderton moorings). Nothing respeckable, anyway. I might have moored with the … More

A higher than is usual incidence of “characters” in the area

Nutters. Congenital genitals. Tripled numbers of boats stuffed with hodilay-makers who would not ordinarily be seen dead anywhere without first … More

Bugger Bognor!

The Neighbourhood. It’s not Bognor, and King George The Vth is not in residence. We’re in salt territory. The guide … More

Squirrels in the Mist

I hadn’t expected to see twelve squirrels on a fence dancing the Cancan in the original French as I cruised … More

Ejected from Bramble Cuttings by Bouncers from [Unidentified Local] Boat Club

Gone half-past three in the arvo yesterday up oiks some (highly inappropriately proprietorial) chap, nails notices to living trees (something … More

Cruising the Entire Length of The Wardle Canal in Just One Day

Not too wild a sub-expedition; the Wardle Canal begins with the lock that I am moving out of in the … More

There’s a Distinct Dearth of Wildlife on These Moorings. Also Those Moorings.

Here are a couple of Dearth-Ducks. We’ve had a solitary swan, a brief moorhen, two boring ducks and that’s your … More

Goodbye Microsoft Windows – Hello Linux Mint

Bilious Gates and a large number of his minions are dead (to me). Fed up to my brass nipples with … More

A Whim and I’m Away

In short, I got fed up of looking at the backside of the boat in front. The day dawned lacking … More

Chased up the Shroppie by a Purple Lunatic

The luna… erm, nb Snowgoose… was at anchor on the Venetian Hire Boats & Chandlery services when the Cardinal and … More