Ellesmere, Day 25.

More of the same..... and a bandit rides amongst us.

Once more but this time with snow and sun.

Our good old Christmas stand by.

Walking out today we noticed that the friendly local boatyard had whacked it's red diesel up to a staggeringly eye watering ninety one pence a litre for domestic.

Whilst most diesel outlets are charging between sixty and seventy pence this is just blatant profiteering from a captive audience, it's no wonder diesel runs are being organized.

Perhaps they should wear masks and point a gun at you when you pay, at least then you would feel you have been properly mugged.

A single boat has managed to escape from the arm recently with the aid of sledge hammers and even an axe.

He made it to the service point where he remained for the night before trying to make the return journey to his paid for mooring, he is now out here frozen in with the rest of us.

Mustn't grumble though, just enjoy.

Until next time..........................

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