Glorious weather, bowels and tendons back in fine fettle. In the care of Andy, Michelle and family today. So we travelled gently towards Stone arriving for lunch. Jennifer has a masterful surgical kit for all eventualities. To date I have used a plaster on a small child who had grazed his knee and on John, Andys’ Dad who belted his head on the tiller of Brenda.
Neighbours Ian and Kath met us in Stone and in the evening anyone who knows Ian will know that our rendezvous is appropriately named – on beer of course (Damnable Slur … Sir ..Ed).
Total miles travelled 80 locks 126. There’s going to be some big rowing days a coming to make up the numbers.