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In 1977 we hired our first narrowboat from Anglo Welsh at Market Harborough.From that moment our destiny was set. In 2006 we finally purchased our own brand new 57' narrowboat which we named 'Free Spirit'. Our aim is to travel the length and breadth of all the navigable rivers and canals of the UK. This will be our story as it unfolds.

Wednesday, 18 May 2016

Not on MY smalls if you please!

Tuesday 17th

We didn't stay another day at Lymm. Instead we felt very smug in the knowledge that if we left today a space would be made available for those trying to find a mooring in this popular place.
 First though, a quick shop at the most expensive place in Lymm, Sainsbury's, just for bread and wow, extortionate at £1.20 a loaf, but we needed bread so we parted with our cash. Then it was off to find a rural spot before the forecasted rain started. We did stop for loo emptying and water on the way. Unfortunately not in the same place as the elsan point at Lloyd Bridge didn't have a drinking water supply and the next water point was about 20 minutes away near Little Bollington. Then seeing a piled edge (very unusual for the Bridgewater canal) we stopped and used our cladding pins to tie to instead of banging in mooring stakes. While the sun was still shining I pegged the washing out, not on a whirly gig which I would love 'cos Ian hates them, but a clothes drier perched on the towpath with the mooring plank through the bottom rungs to make sure it didn't blow away. Had to keep an eye on the dogs going past. One took great interest in sniffing all around the washing. Last thing I wanted was for one of them to cock their leg over my smalls!

Tried a spot of fishing but running short of wrigglers. The tackle shop in Lymm had gone and the next one we think is in Manchester. Not a bite to be had on caster so gave up, instead resigning myself to watching TV.

This barge came through the bridge 'ole at Lymm. Work going on to repair the road (filling in the potholes) which also happens to be the towpath.

Sunk by Lloyd bridge.
And the wildlife,

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