Holidays Day 1..2... whatever
I pulled the pins, bribed my friend heavily to get them to open the lift bridge for me, and there I was sailing off in to the distance. Tiller, blue skies, long thin water.
I was so chirpy by the time I moored up I thought I would pass out with delight. I sat in my chair staring out at Somerton meadows listening to bird song and watching cows frolic. Good heavens.... cows can frolic.
The whole relaxation in a chair thing lasted forever, for me - 20minutes if I recall - it was bliss but then I did some jobs with the plumbing.A new kitchen tap to be precise.
Somerton Meadow is exquisit for such jobs.
I had a frightfully decadent lie in (not long enough according to the four legged companion) and tomorrow I will move on. Today however, I went on a trip with a friend!. We went to have a look at Barton Abbey Gardens. We stumbled upon the place a few months ago when I wanted to visited the churchyard - it was such surprise visit. Despite living nearby this gem of a place had gone under my radar. The gardens were open as part of the RGS and were well worth a visit. It was a beautiful setting, and I rather liked the greenhouse mechanisms.
Pictures will follow, but I am on a wind up 02 internet which has a different role in life that which I thought it had.
Tomorrow the dog and I head northwards. When I get there I have some flooring to do.