Friday, April 11, 2014

Moving on

After a walk with the most lovely frightening dog ever it was morning.  Boots was rather disappointed not to have his play mate with him but after coaxing him past her front door we had a wonderful walk in the morning light.

but then it was time to move on.  Maffi took over the tiller and I swanned about.

Someone got a bit cold

and then we were all moored up in Banbury having a lovely time.  

Thursday, April 10, 2014

West Norwood Catacombs

I finally visited the beautiful, not particularly dark and dank catacombs at West Norwood. The arches along the corridors with their iron gates were the front to ‘rooms’ inside the shelves were lined with coffins. I was able to peer into one coffin but there wasn’t let of any particular note.


Tuesday, April 08, 2014

West Norwood - Catacombs

FINALLY!  There was great excitement on Saturday morning for the day came when I was standing at the start of the West Norwood Cemetery tour with a surprisingly large group of other people.

 I was rather attracted by these shoes - owned by an American who has recently sent her book to be published. Her late husbands last words were 'finish the damn book' so she did.

Our tour guide made it clear right from the start that certain organisations had done their best to ruin the Cemetery and as we climbed through the undergrowth (or 'hacked our way to the catacombs as put by the other guide') we were told this was a taster of what the cemetery used to be like.

I was so pleased to see this danger sign - it is always a welcome sight to see such a warning before entering the very place it warns one against.

I really didn't know what to expect (particularly after my visit to Kensal Green Catacombs below the dissenters chapel) but as we descended the steps and our eyes adjusted to the light I was delighted.   The architecture was magnificent and the rooms amazing.  What an incredible experience standing there under ground breathing what others have left.

More later!

Monday, April 07, 2014

Snoozing away the summer

Somerton Deep lock continues to be picturesque but the bottom gate is incredibly hard work.

When I came out of the lock I noticed these trees having an afternoon snooze.

Friday, April 04, 2014

For Sale and View from the Bow

This Property near Nells Bridge has come up for saleP1040069

and the view from the bow…..


Thursday, April 03, 2014


I decided I would add some insulation to the bedroom. My lovely friend 8ch had a bit of a bubble wrap insulation frenzy a couple of years ago. He loved the stuff so much he lined his slippers out with it.  The success story was so incredible  that I decided I would add some bubble wrap to my bedroom ceiling.  I had a roll of it in the workshop waiting to be used and this afternoon in-between doing sums I found myself with a handy 'sticking bubble wrap in the ceiling' break.

It took a bit longer than I expected.  When I took the lining down there were a few gaps in the insulation already there. The solution was simple - spray foam, especially as I had a tin of the stuff.

Everything was going swimmingly well.

I positioned myself and sprayed away.  I was incredibly careful not to get any on me until I suddenly realised I had somehow, heaven knows how, got it stuck in my hair.  When such things happen there is only one thing to do.


So I did. I panicked straight into the bathroom with shampoo and water.

It wasn't terribly effective because I couldn't see the spray foamed mass  as it was at the back of my head and I wasn't really getting anywhere.  I needed help.  With visions of shaving my head and wondering if that was such a bad thing, I decided I needed to make an effort to get the stuff out.  I levered my neighbour out of his boat to come and assist - I handed him my thinners and a rag and eventually I managed to get it all out.  Copious amounts of shampoo followed to get rid of the thinners too.

What a pain.

Anyway. I finished the job without any further ado.  I think it went OK.

but I still smell of thinners.

Monday, March 31, 2014

Clocks changed

His lordship was not impressed with the morning regime following the clock change. 

This is his response to much jangling of the lead and me leaping about trying to raise enthusiasm for his morning walk……