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Sunday, 3 June 2012

What a wash out

Well her majesty couldn’t have picked a worse day for it could she? Hope she’s wearing her thermals, hope everyone’s wearing their thermals…

I’ve been reading Indigo Dream’s adventure on their blog & Neil’s updates. The atmosphere must be great, but the weather must be a dampener (excuse pun)…

Last night we went to a beer festival in the village, the music was awful to the point of depressingly morbid. So we sat outside in the relative balminess of 14 degrees with no wind to speak of, & tried to have a good laugh…

But dreary me, we ended up inside were they were playing Wonderwall by Oasis & other 80’s / 90’s rock. If that had been what they were playing outside – well it would’ve been a whole other story…! So we walked back to the boat at 10pm, & just as we arrived the the heavens opened. We timed it right – for the rest of them at the beer festival the weather had turned sour to match the music…

There was some fun to be had before we set off, 3 boats appeared, the first 2 had crews that were, let’s say “well plastered.” The latter of the 2 boats found a mooring further down & tried to get in, while the other drunken boat waited beyond it – I suspect because they thought he might fall overboard…

Seeing as they were ALL howling laughing, this was the scene:

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It was at this point a sober narrowboat started coming from the other side, & the guy at this end did a good job of holding steady (& sober). In fact all this farting about went on for so long another boat must’ve got in on the act, which meant us onlookers lost track of events. If you look closely, the one taking off in the second photo isn’t the same as the one across the canal in the first photo. Complex stuff eh…?

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Eventually the drunken boat gave up & decided to move on. by this time everyone was outside tittering. Not long after that another even more “drunken boat” came along & managed to moor up successfully, even if it wasn’t pretty to watch…

When we walked past later on the BBQ was on the go, & so was even more booze…

Right well I’m off to watch the flotilla, sorry ma'am – all our flags have curled up in the rain…

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