The day that the rain came down

Should have known, weekend, Saturday and it's raining. Must confess that it's a refreshing change from the superheated days we've been having. But, after nearly 3 hours travelling, enough's enough.

We are now just above Fradley Junction where we stopped for lunch and to dry off, and the sun comes out. Sorry mate, too late now, Brigid's started cooking.

Here’s a picture from a couple of days ago where Brigid is taking the boat down the Atherstone flight of locks.

And this is at Fazeley Junction, just passing the former BW offices which have now been transformed into high end apartments - all very private - they've even taken away the Elsan point - can't think why!

Friday and we met up with Harvey and Helen for lunch in Hopwas and then a little trip up to Huddlesford.

First mate trying to look busy.

We had put Harvey's bike on the top of the boat and he cycled back along the towpath to collect the car.

Now then, apologies for an omission. I have received a complaint about the lack of pictures of food.

This was a lunch of sausage, burger and Italian salad.

A starter of smoked salmon for Brigid.

And devilled whitebait for me.

All eaten in the 'not so secret garden' at the back of the Plough, Huddlesford.

PS have managed to kill the big generator yet again! Luckily we've got the new small one, so, all's well for the moment. Just have to order another capacitor. Silly me!