Gosh, it's been an age since I last put fingers to keyboard, at least 2 weeks and now suddenly here we are about to leave Sandiacre for Langley Mill. By now we should have been well on our way to the BCN Spring cruise organised by their society but, and not for the first time, NHS has once again scuppered our plans. Mind you with the amount of rain having fallen over the last couple of weeks, getting off the Erewash would have been impossible. Apart from a small window of opportunity when the depth boards showed yellow, the river Trent has been constantly in flood (and still is) and contemplating getting out was out of the question. So instead of heading off on our travels, we stayed at Sandiacre after the Pie and Pea to do maintenance around the bungalow and for me to paint top boxes, planks and poles. With the majority of the work now finished and a good day forecasted for tomorrow, we will pull pins and go back up.
Whilst moored here on the only bit of the Derby canal in water, I have certainly been kept entertained by the Drakes trying to woe the females. Well I should say one female which initially was with her mate until the batchelor boys arrived. Then all hell let loose. Remind me never to come back on this earth as a female duck!
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| Mr and Mrs....a happy couple at first! |
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| The happy couple nuptials |
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| Until another Drake arrived and muscled in |
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| Shes under there somewhere. |
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| Thankfully she escaped as her partners got hold of the interloper |
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| A right barney ensued |
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| And a clap from the victor |
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