We stayed at Fradley Wood for a further two nights such was the peace and tranquillity of the moorings – so very lucky to be here.
|There is a lovely walk around the nature area at Fradley - |
peaceful and cool
|the dog ...|
|the hired help at work - don't stop and talk to her - i have|
had a hard time getting her started
|even the sheep were hard at work -well not this lot|
|the artist in careful concentration|
|so who's up for an ice-cream guys?|
I have to say that it got a thorough going over by 4 people – each proficient in their own area of expertise. I do however have to say that there was just a little bit thinking about problems that then demanded more complicated solutions than really existed in the first place.
After about 90 minutes we were on our way with the pricing left top be done and texted through later – meanwhile we headed for Hopwas and hopefully some very pleasant moorings.
|Diane spotted this on a passing boat - guess what has now |
made it onto the shopping list?
We adjourned to The Tame Otter for a quiet drink and Nick phoned – we discussed the situation and he was advised that our fallback was simply replace our present Mykuni – a far cheaper option than his price for the diesel heater installation.
The following day I spoke to the suppliers of the Reflecs stove and they quote us a considerably lower price just for the stove and flue than we had received before – and generally a better outlook on getting it all done with money left in the bank.
So guess what? We have changed course and now heading back north again heading for Shardlow.
On route it was necessary for a mandatory mooring at
This pub has reopened in the last two years – it was firmly closed the last time through this way for us – food looks good (although we didn’t partake); the beer tasted fine as did the cider – so we will pop in for a meal next time.
No need to stop at Fradley this time apart from the obligatory water fill and then we turned right to head towards Shardlow , but first we moored up at Alrewas, and though we had briefly been here to wind and return we are now on uncharted waters for us.
The village is lovely and the moorings are as well – Diane had managed to spend money before we had even moored up – the gentleman on nb Duck Duck Charlie Brown (sorry, but I didn’t catch your name) was setting up his tiller pins for sale when she asked “You don’t happen to have a dragon, do you?”
“Why yes indeed I do” was the reply
That was it – he set about polishing it whilst we moored up.
It looked good and my wallet was lighter – how does that all work?
|the new tiller pin - a perfect likeness|
of the mother-in-law
|lazy, lazy and did i say lazy|
We have made the edict now that we will not be partaking in anymore fish and chips from a local chippy – they all seem to be just too oily/fatty for our taste – we have both struggled after a Friday night visit.
Way too hot to be moving on today and we continued with more jobs on the boat – yesterday it was tidying up all of the wiring from behind the cupboard that we had move and today it was sanding away some rust and priming some small areas of lifted paint – now ready for the topcoat
|it looks like i know what i am doing|
|such was the heat the Banjo burrowed in under the bushes to |
get some relief
22 Miles, 7 Locks, 2
Totals: 1892 Miles, 1395 Locks, 61 Tunnels, 29