It's been a much better day for boating today, with only the very occasional heavy shower. The arrangements for meeting up with Graeme and the boys worked well; we got to the Hightown moorings in Congleton just after ten, and Graeme turned up about twenty minutes later.
We got away at eleven and arrived at the moorings at the bottom of the Bosley flight at about half twelve.
Once we'd all had lunch, Graeme ran back to Congleton (it's around four miles) and drove the car to the top of the flight, parking it in the layby up there. Sheila and I walked the boys up to meet him, and we all ambled back, carrying the bedding.
Since then, we've been restoring ourselves with tea, milk and flapjack.
It's probably going to be a bit of a noisy evening, but well worth it for the pleasure of having them all to stay.
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