As we had filled our water tank on Monday we set about the domestic chores of getting the bedding and towels laundered and dried. Usually the tumble dryer does the drying but a warm day had me rummaging in the hold for the airer; the accursed airer as far as Himself is concerned as it gets in HIS way when HE wants something in the hold - and apparently it is MINE so therefore not required..
Twankey does wash day
Moored at Lodes end
This morning we pulled pins at 8.40 and retraced our 'steps' towards Benwick and Angle Corner before turning right towards March.
Approaching the low White Fen Farm bridge - this is the bridge that stopped NB Matilda Rose (MR)from joining us on Saturday last, they couldn't get MR underneath.
Our exhaust just touches...
Approaching Angle Corner, a WW2 pill box overlooks the junction
Crossing the Greenwich Meridian - not quite as exotic as the Equator but...
Passing Floods Ferry, home of NB Harnser
Wide and clear and teeming with fish, the banks coated with cow parsley, rape and sedge
Heading into March past gardens and moorings
This Dutch style house has a date of 1690 above the front door
Moored at the service point
Moored up on the March Town moorings
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