Marple if I recall. We had planned to stay in Marple Wednesday and Thursday and move on Friday but after servicing the boat on Friday ahead of leaving, the heavens opened, and they seriously opened with a biblical style deluge! So, we wimped out and found an alternative mooring and stayed in town yet another night. Come Saturday morning though we were up and out and moving south before the world woke up.
Here we go, farewell Marple
And then tramping along the towpath you come across this...an abandoned porti potti left by some scum bag that unfortunately is a fellow boater. How shameful is that?
Moored for the weekend
Miners Arms Four Lane Ends
Just along the lane from our mooring was The Miners Arms so off we went with the dogs for a pint of real ale and a packet of pork scratchings for the boys. Friendly and welcoming but a pub that doesn't know how to serve real ale - too cold, far too cold, real ale should not be treated like a pint of Fosters or Carlsburg - so we decided that Sunday Lunch would be somewhere else and we knew just the place..