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…
And a lovely working boat that belongs to Mark Paris
. It’s a great floating advertisment for his work – lovely paint job :-).
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…
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…
Off from Lechlade with Maffi and Dr Bones.
We were aboard the Milly M, which amongst other things has a DECENT LOO!
And an interesting collection of fishing floats.
Dr Bones did some cleaning which was rather odd behaviour.
Here is the obligatory flower photo 😎
Was it something I said?
The river makes people behave in really odd ways!
No comment needed really…!
Dr Bones showing off again!
The end to a blissful day. Great company, sunshine, bacon sarnies, champagne and the river. Thank you Dr Bones, thank you Maffi. Please can I come along again?
On Saturday, The Boy, Fr Rattue, Dr Bones and I ambled (via a very nice pub lunch) down to Devizes Wharf, so that Dr Bones could meet up with Maffi.
It was a lovely, sunny day and while we waited for Maffi to hove into view, we had an ice-cream.
What a shame we chose to sit next to the pump out station!
I was distracted by these beautiful reflections.
Here they are in situ.
We had a wander and found this nice gate…
…and these allotments.
But wait? Who’s this?
It’s Maffi! See that black bag? It’s got a dead heron in it…don’t ask…
He needs a haircut don’t you think?
Thank you for the tea Maffi. Goodbye to you and the doll. Is she waving goodbye or is that a fascist salute?
Finally got to catch up with Mortimer Bones this weekend. All I ever seem to read about is the boat being taken apart so it was good to see….
…the boat in one piece.
And room to walk about.
I love the look of this palette, there’s been some serious painting going on here.