Mooring Musings

After several weeks being on the canal and Thames with Maffi it was time to move on. Maffi headed off to the Kennett and Avon, and I moved onto my new mooring. I only intended to stay one night and head back onto the river again, but after a rather exciting time (see Miss T's summary) I decided to hang out for a few days. The new mooring is peaceful, calming and welcoming with a gorgeous view over a park. I have some lovely neighbours along the way and I am feeling very fortunate indeed, especially as I know I will be in the area for another three years (woo hoo).

Rather a lot has been happening chez Bones over the last 6 weeks, not to mention nearly sinking the boat, or nearly losing it down the river while I stood on the bank scratching my head, but with work, friends and a combination of everything it has been an unsettling time. I always say that boating is ideal for a tired and weary mind, and it is. I have spent most of the last however long being moored near Maffi, and he has provided a welcome break from the hilarity, amusement and downright stupidity on my part, and some sage wisdom when things have gone wrong. All in all, Maffi is a good chap and as the bosun (lock boy) would say 'a thoroughly good egg'. It has been great.

I am going to be house-sitting for a collegue at the end of the week; I am looking forward to seeing what house dwelling is like - I am dreaming of the bath already!!!!!