Breeze driftin' on by, you know how I feel

Last night we had a wonderful supper of duck with an orange and maple syrup sauce, sautéed potatoes and Sarah Green's purple sprouting broccoli. Well, it was wonderful until we heard an accusatory quacking right outside the window. Luckily the curtains were closed so we think we got away with it this time.

Woke early this morning so that we could get to Stowe Hill Workshop by 9:30. 

Robert had a look at the water pipe and referred us to a firm in Braunston who were better equipped to do the repair. We had a long chat with him about other bits and bobs and booked the boat in for a bit of a paint job in the autumn. 

Passed our two regular canal side models but this time dressed as Batman & Robin? If that's Robin then he needs a haircut!

We stopped for lunch at the bottom of the Buckby locks and had the good fortune to team up with a hireboat couple who had never done any locks at all. 

It was still hard work (mainly for the captain who was teaching and demonstrating all the time) but it was good to be able to share the work. Stopped at our usual field just before the top lock but saw the others through the lock as they wanted to get down to Braunston before mooring for the night.

We, on the other hand, were more than happy to stay where we were and talk to the lambs opposite.

Might light the fire again tonight. We just need it overnight at the moment - it's not worth keeping it going all through the day.