We’d been expecting the weather to break today, but all that happened was that we had some rain overnight, and another glorious day today. We’ve come up to Goring, a voyage of all of three quarters of an hour.
Lots of mooring here, albeit on a wall, but perfectly useable. The village is great, with interesting shops and old houses to rubber neck at. We’ve had a cup of tea on Anna, a 1927 Dutch barge, one of the early luxemotors. It’s a continuous source of satisfaction that most boaters are so friendly towards one another.
You see a far greater variety of vessel on the river, of course, instead of the unending stream of narrowboats on the canals.
We had a good old natter about the iniquities of the various licensing systems, and Edmond had a rummage in his bits boxes to see if he had a possible replacement for a cabin hook which has broken on Sanity Again.
I’ve got a story to tell about trying to buy a new laptop for Sheila, but we’re still in the middle of it, and it’s very hot, and I’ve a meal to prepare, so it’s going to have to wait!
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