And Sunday lunch was a mere 8, all the food piled on top of itself so you had to 'deconstruct' it, cauliflower cheese with no cheese sauce and once again roast spuds that looked totally anemic.
We are now on the Ashby canal which is a 20 mile dead end and very pretty. The aim is to be back at our new marina on the 22nd or 23rd.
|The Greyhound pub and great boating vantage point|
|This chap got it right - 'Elegance' elegantly smashed right into the base of the bridge|
|Mind you at one point I did wonder just how strong the beer was!!|