There's not a lot to tell today; Sheila wanted an early start, so we had a cup of tea at half six, and she started boating by seven. I had just enough time to wash, dress and clean my teeth before we were at Dutton Stop Lock.
I worked us down, and we had breakfast on the tunnel moorings, it being about half seven by now. At ten to eight, Lead-Us was seen working down the stop lock, and as there was no sign of any boats coming through the tunnel (you can see right through from the southern end), we set out, Sheila still spooning muesli into her mouth as we entered the portal.
It's a very straightforward tunnel, and today's transit was only made problematic by Lead-Us, who tramped on our tail all the way through. He got by when we stopped at the road bridge at the other end; I popped off to the Spar shop for the paper whilst Sheila held the centre line, there being no rings just there. I'd started a washload in the tunnel, and by the time we'd got to Moore, it had just about finished.
There were a few boats here when we arrived at ten, but they all moved off in the course of the morning.
We've had quite a busy afternoon, first washing the roof, then, after a restorative cup of tea, making some more flapjack. It's in the oven as I'm typing this, so you'll have to wait until tomorrow for a report on it.
I also gave Alrewas surgery a call; they'd turned my repeat prescription round last Tuesday, so it must have got lost in the post between them and the Middlewich Rowlands.
Tomorrow, we'll do the short run to Stockton Heath, get in some supplies and do some more boat washing so as not to be embarrassed by her condition when Peter and Susan join us for a meal in the evening.
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