To know what it was like today, take a hot cup of tea and hold a digestive biscuit suspended in it for 30 seconds. The bit that's now at the bottom of the mug is how it was…
Fortunately, we didn't have far to go; Sheila had drawn the short straw, so kitted up and got going at about half nine; we didn't want to get to Congleton too soon. We stopped at the water point at Bridge 68 and filled the tank to the brim – 300 litres took a bit over half an hour.
Then I retreated inside again whilst Sheila took us through to the Hightown moorings, where Peter and Jan are going to join us sometime soon. Our timing was just right; a boat left the moorings as we approached the tricky bridge combo that guards them. The rain continued to pour down all day, and the fire has been lit for a while.
We've passed the time pleasantly enough, surfing the web, reading, crocheting, looking up the answers to last Saturday's giant GK crossword, which was one of the more impossible ones. The capital of Chad, anybody, or the name of the Milesian woman, famous for her involvement with Pericles, who was blamed by Aristophanes for the Peloponnesian War?
Tomorrow, it's my turn to steer, which means making the awkward entry into Harecastle, with the wind forecast to be quite gusty so you needn't claim that I leave all the tough stuff to Sheila.
/dignose
2 comments:
I am sure wiki has already told you that it is Aspasia for the milesian woman and N'Djamena for Chad.
See we do read your blog!
Ah yes, but did you know that before you looked it up? Most weeks, we can do maybe half of it between us before going to wiki, but this week it was less than a quarter :(
Cheers
Bruce
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