Napton

Had a bit of a lazy morning and then had a 2-mile walk along the towpath to the The Folly Inn at Napton on the Hill a gem of a place with its quirky bric-a-brac adorning shelves, and pictures from a bygone era on the walls. Here  I had a couple of pints of Old Hooky and Sue had J2o's. For a Tuesday lunchtime the place was heaving the food looked great but by the time we decided we were hungry enough to partake the kitchen had closed. We sat by the inglenook fire and in the with the kindling were various old newspapers and leaflets two of which I found quite amusing to be together, I tried to take a picture of them below.

Eye level  techno surgery.

Last night  I removed all the clutter from the roof of Festina to wash her down in readiness for t-cut and polish, this included the sausage bi-cycle which I padlocked to a nearby post. When we went out today the bike was gone new padlock as well but it turned out the marina groundsman (who apologised profusely)  had moved it still padlocked to a holding area as cycles aren't allowed to be scattered around the marina, it is now back on the roof. Won't be doing much polishing today, amazing what a drink at lunchtime does for you.

Sue said if I misbehave she is going to leave me here 

Yes please