Going Home

I moved from Camden because I was going to leave the boat for a few days and I’d have over-stayed if I remained there.  I was aiming for Paddington Basin because it seems a safe place to leave a boat. I watered at Little Venice then reversed passed the restaurant boat and started to turn where the tour boat is moored, two Japanese tourists frantically waved tickets at me, they must have thought I was the tour boat leaving without them.  Toyed with the idea of picking them up and charging a fortune for taking them on a trip alongside Regents Park but as I could see boats at the other water-point and heading down the canal I thought I might lose any available slots in the basin. A wise move.  I headed a flotilla into the basin, made a pigs ear of turning against a strong wind and snaffled the last available place.  The rest of the flotilla turned and went on their way.

Went to Peterborough and collected my car from yet another garage where it was supposedly being repaired. Hopefully it will work properly this time if it doesn’t I’m going to park it in the canal next to my boat. Then it was back home to Barnwell, except now only my heart remains in Barnwell my home is waiting patiently for me in Paddington.

Home... but I'm not there 

But at least the natives are still friendly

                   

 

 

  

 

 

I was planning on going back to go to the BBQ and Barn Dance which was to be held at the cruising club but in the meantime I got a better offer, a post-nuptial dinner at the Talbot Hotel in Oundle.  I weighed it up carefully, burgers in a bun or choice of the Talbots menu and my stomach decided there was no contest.  I went into the club first and when they were just getting organised and it looked like a good evening was in the offing
 

 

 

Then went to meet the happy couple at the hotel

 





 

 I think I must have just seen the prices on the menu

Then it was back to the club for a night cap.  Too late to join in the dancing but it looked as if they had had a good time.