Brick Home, Day 15.

To the town!!!!





Realising that in the twenty odd years I have lived here I have never actually ridden the bus into town, today was going to be a “first”.

A few stops after we went aboard the bus it was packed out with standing room only. This is when I likened it to a cattle truck and started mooing under my breath, that got me a dig in the ribs and a quick telling off.
Three elderly Bovines got on at the next stop, and one of these was having considerable difficulty standing up.

This was due to the Wing Commander who was piloting this brightly painted truck having lots of trouble taking off.
We hurtled from pot hole to pot hole but the No 6 would not fly.
It was then that I rather incautiously offered my seat to the struggling one……….. If the engine had not been screaming fit to explode as Biggles tried once more to get us airborne, I swear you would have heard a pin drop.
A withering look that was more of a slap in the face and meant “How old do you think I am?” was followed by a very curt refusal. Ooops!

Then it was over, our stop was reached. This, as it turned out was to be everyone else’s stop as well. Morphing from cattle to sheep, we all flocked out of the truck onto the High Street. Another dig in the ribs quickly followed my Baaaing.

I think in future, I might just walk…………..
.





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


.

Brick Home.


Day 11.



I thought I would list the canals we have been on over the last year and wonder just how we managed that.

Starting from Whilton Marina on the Grand Union, and not doubling up we have been on:

The Grand Union (Obviously).
The Northhampton arm.
The Stratford Upon Avon Canal.
The Worcester And Birmingham Canal.
The River Severn.
The Staffordshire And Worcester Canal.
The Shropshire Union Canal.
The Llanggollen Canal.
The Trent And Mersey Canal.
The Weaver Navigations.
The Bridgewater Canal.
The Leeds And Liverpool Canal.
The Aire and Calder Navigations.
The Selby Canal.
The Calder And Hebble Navigation.
The Huddersfield Wide Canal.
The Huddersfield Narrow Canal. (Our favourite)
The Ashton Canal.
The Peak Forest Canal.
The Macclesfield Canal.
The Birmingham And Fazeley Canal.
The Birmingham Canal Navigations. (Some of)
The South Oxford Canal.
The Oxford canal.
The Coventry Canal.
The Ashby Canal.
And lastly the Leicester Arm Of The Grand Union.

Wow, when you see it put down like that it does make you think!
All of that at three miles an hour!!!

Whilst It is all reflections at the moment, these two comments top our list.

Small child in a group at Gas Street Basin after being told that we live aboard the boat.

Why would anyone live on a canoe..................? Don't you just love em.

Sam, Our Daughter.

I am not getting out of this bed until I cant see my breath.





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







.

Brick Home.


Day 9.




Here is the first of the highlights of our last years trip.

After cutting our teeth on the Hatton and Tardebigge flights we arrived at,

The Anderton Boat Lift.

The Blog of this trip starts Here

The rain was bad that day, very bad. But it didn't dampen our enthusiasm.

Its quite something to see.

The locks along the navigation are huge, built for very large ships.

One end was taken up by an enormous chemical plant that looked fantastic when it was lit up at night. It seemed to go on for miles.






This Church eerily finished one half of the trip. These churches were built by the Navvies (Navigators) who dug the canals. This one has been left in the middle of an Eddie Stobart transport yard.





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






.