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

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

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

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

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

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

No wind to speak of no wind to speak of no wind to speak of Hutson looses his ropes kindly … More

Dudley came and went, Eunice may or may not still be around – Her Maj’s Met Orifice, like all of … More

We scarpered, the Cardinal and I, this past Monday. Our rozzer-free time in “the neighbourhood” was up and the Met … More

That battery is from my MiFi unit and being originally slim and of uniform shape it ought to be laying … More

Good morning, Star-shine. The It’s been a bit breezy again. Nothing such as twas, but breezy. We have also had … More