I got me a new steerer for the day

Last night's mooring in Oxford was not too bad and would have been even better if the long term moorer across the way could have seen fit to switch his petrol genny off before 10pm!!  What is it with some people?
yours sincerely
Grumpy Old Woman

Anyway today dawned, the sun came out, then went in again.
We moved Yarwood up closer to Isis Lock, threading our way past the moored boats by Oxford Cruisers and once tied up again I walked along to Oxford Rail Station to meet two very special guests for a cruise along the Thames.  Andy and Sarah (aka Greygirl) were joining us for a cruise to Abingdon and back; though in fact 'the back' bit didn't happen because of weather, time, extended lunching and general malaise. 
They got the bus back to Oxford abandoning us and Yarwood in Abingdon.

 Andy and Sarah at the helm

 We tied Sarah to the tiller and left her there for the whole trip, our captive steerer for the day

 Approaching Sandford lock

Waiting our turn to go into Abingdon lock and a chance to let the dogs off of the boat

 

 It always happens, you point a camera at Joe and he becomes a naughty school boy again...

He is meant to be securing the front line

 

 I left them to the locking and walked the dogs along the meadow below the lock looking for a suitable mooring which soon presented itself.

 

 

 Once locked down Sarah brought Yarwood downstream to where I was standing and we got tied up and headed into Town for a pint.  Back at the boat we settled down to a late lunch and a session of 'putting the world to rights' before walking back to town to find the bus the would get them back to Oxford to start their trek back to East Anglia...they will probably be arriving some time Saturday afternoon.

 Yarwood, snug as a bug on the Thames