Poor wee doggy

 November 12th

Screwfix, about a mile from these moorings and just the place for Ian to get his bits and bobs.  ("There is always room for an extra tool"😉 said he on my enquiry) hmm, more things to squeeze into his man cupboard. Its a wonder everything stays put when the door opens! Anyway, while he was away it gave me the opportunity to give FS a good clean  and a job I have been putting off for a while was also tackled this morning. 

The cupboard over the bed, very cluttered with stuff that has no permanent home. It was too easy to open the door, shove the item in and close the door quick. It did need a sort out and I set too to decide what to keep and what to throw away. Then an unpleasant discovery made. Mould!!! Just in one corner, too much stuff rammed in I expect so no airflow circulating. It was imperative now to keep this cupboard tidy. After giving the inside a thorough clean, and throwing away no end of glasses cases, magazines from 2 years ago and books, all covered in mould, I now hope that the problem will be resolved.

Areandare was moored almost behind us. We noticed the boat this morning and as we had only spoken to Barry when we came off the Llangollen several days ago, got to say hello to Sandra this time. They were about to set off and I'm afraid we kept them talking for well over 20 minutes. It was lovely to catchup though. We may not meet again for ages, unfortunately that is part of the liveaboards cruising lot. We finally waved them off, had lunch and was just about to set off ourselves, when two boats came past. Blast that would mean Hack Green locks would be busy, but where had they all come from? It's November for goodness sake, the canals are supposed to be quiet. Our naivety in assuming only liveaboards would be out at this time of year was very misplaced! We tagged on the end but then, approaching a bridge 'ole, yet another boat joined the convoy. That did it for us. No way were we prepared to queue for ages when we didn't need to, so seeing a lovely mooring with piled edge in the middle of nowhere, stopped. It's a bit near to the railway line but good in a way because it means the trains will get us up early tomorrow and we can head off before any other boater is up.

 

I took this photo because I was unsure as to why that boat had moved over to the wrong side when a boat was about to come through the bridge 'ole. Then I notice the dog...or rather one that was being held up by its lead from its collar! The owner obviously wanted to get it off the boat but that poor thing, being hung must have been a most unpleasant experience for that mut.

And most boats had left Nantwich this morning.

Nearly empty moorings

Over the Nantwich Aqueduct.

 And wildlife

Saved from a watery grave.