La Luna

I took this in the afternoon, when I was out on a canal cruise to Enslow (see blog passim). After a little techical jiggery-pokery, it looks rather good.

I’ve fiddle with the contrast, slammed it into back & white and added a slight tint.

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A Field of Clocks

I realise that it must seem strange to post an Autumn picture in the Spring. However, I’ve finally found an editing tool that doesn’t cause me to spit blood and I’ve been playing….a lot…too much..
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L’atelier de John Whitehall

John used to be a BBC slave, working as a sound engineer on a myriad of programmes. He’s now a self-employed slave, with a sound studio on the barge.

It’s wonderfully well insulated. There is almost no echo at all.

Just lots…and…

…lots of electronic wizardry.

[Atelier is a French word literally translated as “workshop“. In English, it is used to refer to an artist’s working studio, typically a fashion studio for Haute couture.]

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Cooking with Sue

On Friday, I had a ‘cook in’ with Sue.

We cooked some MEAT too! Sue is looking jolly as we were singing along to Aretha Franklin.

“And I had to use THIS much cable…”

Mr Dudley has a lovely profile…

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The View from Alpha-Wilja

My friends Sue and John moor their barge down at Eynsham boatyard (their cottage is just a few doors down in Queen Street) – this is their view!

This barge is the good ship Resolute.

The other view from the barge – boatyard to the right…

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I had my liver scan today. The good news is that there’s nothing abnormal about my liver. It has some fatty deposits, which isn’t unusual, but then the rest of me has fatty deposits, so why not my liver?

So, who knows what’s up with me. I’ve been signed off for another month, and as I’m already seriously stir-crazy, I don’t think I’m going to be very good company.

[I took this picture in the Yorkshire Sculpture Park last year]

Boat Art

One of the things I enjoy about hanging out with ‘dirty bargees’ – is seeing how people decorate their boats. Here are some I saw on my trip to Enslow and back earlier this week…

A mermaid…

A hound…


And a lovely working boat that belongs to Mark Paris. It’s a great floating advertisment for his work – lovely paint job :-).

Plus, I adore the conceit that ‘Helene of Troy’ belongs to Paris.

I love Cruising….

As my more dedicated readers know, I have been confined to quarters with a tedious liver compalint. When Maffi asked me if I’d care to accompany him out for a cruise I nearly bit his hand off in my eagerness. In the event, Dr Bones came along as chaperone.

I have fairly major PC problems ce moment, so this is strictly the edited highlights….

As you can see, it was very misty when we set off from Thrupp.

Check out that fig tree..covert…covert..covert…


A bridge over the river Cherwell (I say Charwell, you say Churwell, let’s call the whole thing off…)

Now Maffi and I will never agree politically, but he has two cardinal virtues, i) he can whistle in tune ii) he doesn’t talk all the time.

Enslow dishes…mist now gone…

Look a boat polytunnel…

Enslow Turn…

Lovely canal architecture – this lock just fits one boat. It’s a wonderful contruction with lovely, green weedy walls.

A duck in its own whirlpool…