Tuesday 14th April 2020



With a clear sky last night, and Syke’s being so sheltered, we awoke to the grass and the ropes being all white with frost and a mist swirling on the canal as the sun rose and burnt it off.




We had always envied boats on the canal when we lived in Middlewich on mornings like this, knowing they would be all warm and snug inside.

The bow details were given their final coat of red paint; it totally transforms the front of the boat. Brenda went for a walk with Jackie and I sat with Lol. It was another lovely warm day although the chill sent us back in about 4pm.

We were sat in the front cratch when we heard Halsall approaching from her run to Acton Bridge and now en-route to Ellesmere Port. Both looked knackered again and Roberta’s face was black with coal dust. We passed them a couple of cans of Guinness and a Coke, all we have left apart from boxes of wine, as they passed, for which they were grateful.


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