An Olympic-sized swimmering pool was fitted to the Cardinal overnight last night. My goodness me but did it ever rain. The poor tonneau cover on the rear was home to some eleventy-twelve gallons of rainwater, and all that was required for I.O.C. certification was the addition of floating lane-markers and a couple of unfeasibly well-toned…
Category: Blatherings
One or two of the practicalities, and their usefulness in social cleansing #offgrid #narrowboat #england
The canals, eh? Nothing to do but totter around occasionally waggling the tiller and calling down to the engine room for “full astern ahead all stop finished with engines give me all you’ve got” and “ramming speed if you please, Mr Oily Wragg”. Well, yes – and no. Living on a boat boldly going around the…
Down grisly Grindley Brook locks straight into the yapping maw of a harpie #narrowboat #offgrid #England
A splendid day, yesterday, most splendid indeed. The Cardinal navigated back down through grisly Grindley Brook locks with ne’ery a hiccough en route, and in fine record time too (although others – almost all others in fact – were not so fortunate). The “The Bro” came to assist, and we locked and we lunched. We locked…
Lift-Bridges and the rotten non-pair-bonded hominid #England #offgrid #narrowboat
What a dashed inconvenience we are to society, we solo animals. Lift-bridges, eh? Simples. Hove up, a member of the crew runs off the boat and across the bridge, winds it up out of the way and then one of whomsoever is left aboard takes the boat through, the aforementioned running crew-member then winds the…
Good morning Mr Sunshine, Messrs Geese, and the Spiders from Mars #offgrid #narrowboat #England
I was, perhaps, a little unkind to this wee stretch of canal in my previous post – and I think that it has taken the huff. This morning as the sparrows were all coughing their first cough of the day and queuing for the bathroom the landscape showed me what it can do. Then it…
