Lots to talk about today; we've come down to Branston, as planned, stopping to water on the way. Not a very good 3 signal here (in fact, virtually none) so I've set up the O₂ PAYG dongle instead. We'll stay here tomorrow, then go on through Burton, stopping for my clinic appointment on the way, on Tuesday.
We were down to our last scuttle full of coal (actually smokeless fuel, but you know what I mean) so called in at Barton Marina to get some more. They were almost out as well, but I've got three bags of coal briquettes to keep us going.
Not cheap at £10 for a 20 kg bag, but with any luck buying them will mean we now have unbroken warm weather until October.
Well, I can dream.
Some funnies to celebrate Spring:
1) Elanor brought our BW renewal notice which arrived the other day, walking Sally here from Stretton. It had indeed been printed on the 21 February, as we were told at Fradley, but the envelope franking showed that it hadn't been put in the post until 2 March.
2) We got a card to send to Graeme and Cathy for their wedding anniversary. It was in a cellophane sleeve, which had a sticker on it: "Remove wrap before sending"
3) When we arrived at Barton Lock, it was empty, and Sheila, who was lockwheeling, could see a boat approaching, so opened the bottom gates for them. Nonetheless, they tied on the lock landing, so she went down and asked if they were planning to lock up.
"Yes", they said, "but only when it's our turn".
Bless.
4) Maffi has found a photo which suggests that the PM may not have his mind on the job all the time.
5) Finally, we passed the place that does Llama Treks at Tatenhill today. It always reminds me of the story about the previous attempt to run such an enterprise, which really struggled. The llamas just wouldn't work very hard, strolling along, stopping, turning round to see where their mates were and so on.
Then one day, one of the lads heard one of the llamas singing softly to itself:
#"My old man said foller the van and don't..."
and he realised what the problem was.
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They'd got Dally Llamas.
See you tomorrow, maybe.
3 comments:
Groan!
In the small world department, it's an old friend of mine who does the llama treks in Tatenhill, so if you see them, say hello to Anna.
Jeremy (Miles)
Jeremy:
Sorry about that - if it's any consolation, I made up the joke whilst steering, and promptly got an earworm for the song which stayed with me all day.
We'll look out for Anna; I must say, the sight of the llamas is always entertaining, like the alpacas at Calveley on the Chester canal.
All the best
Bruce
An earworm seems like suitable punishment. :)
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