Some more working boats on the way to Braunston for the weekend. This 'butty' is being towed
The double locks in Rugby were a doddle, mainly because there was a young lad, around 17, who did them for us! He says he works the locks as a volunteer from March to October, raising money for the Air Ambulance charity – good for him. However he didn't actually show me anything which proved this fact, even when I gave hm our donation, so one does wonder ... He said raised £4,000 for them last year bless him, and I'm sure he really is genuine. He told me a story about another NZ couple who bought a 70foot narrowboat recently in Rugby. As they came out of the Marina a strong gust of wind caught them and swung the boat out of control - they took the boat straight back, re-sold it and bought on around the same size as Northern Pride and started again!
Sad news today that Michael Jackson has passed away, though not surprising. I wondered how on earth he would cope with all those concerts and I suspect the stress of wondering was finally too much for him. He was a childhood icon to me; such a talented boy and man who I think never really had a childhood, never mind adulthood. Money definitely does NOT buy happiness. May he rest in peace.
It’s been a wet day, the nations' tears for Michael maybe? We decided not to venture into Rugby after hearing from the lock boy that the only thing worth seeing was the rugby museum, as not surprisingly it's the place where the game was invented! But they apparently don’t have anything there pertaining to the All Blacks, so nothing of interest to us then … I think also we felt a bit ‘towned out’ by our visits to Warwick and Leamington; and I’m pretty certain that Rugby would have paled into insignificance in comparison.
We need to be in or around Coventry on Sunday as we're getting the train down to Oxford to meet up with my younger daughter Kim for the day.
Still very peaceful, though the calm before the storm - and boy did it rain!
Virgin Rail whizzing passed us at the speed of light
Tonight we’re moored up close to a small village called 'Ansty', on the outskirts of Coventry. We went for a drink at the pub across the canal - The Rose and Castle - which was more of a restaurant than a pub and had just 3 high stools in the corner for people 'only' there to drink! NOt th emost welcoming of places we've been in ...