This morning we woke to glorious sunshine and we were soon pottering around doing some chores. I got on with painting the forward gunnel where I have lost some paint by rubbing the sides of locks.
I also give the stove another blacking while Sue did some baking
I've already sampled the Spiced Crumble Cake and it tastes excellent I don't suppose it will last too long.
In the afternoon I cycled into Braunston but instead of using the towpath I turned left over bridge 98 which meant lugging the bike over a stye and through a few keep shut country gates.
Going down some of these tracks I felt like one of the 'Dirty Boys' again. The dirty boys were a group of mature off-road motorcycling friends I used to go out with on a Sunday morning on the green/muddy lanes of the Isle of Man.
Down this track is the church of St Peter it was locked today but you are able to get a key from a nearby house to look inside.
I made my way to Braunston marina and for a moment I thought Elizabeth would be coming to the show, everywhere was newly painted in white, the bridge, railings, buildings, seats and planters all had a lick of wet paint on them.
After my visit to the marina, I took the BH along the towpath to the locks and so to The Admiral Nelson to search out Timothy Taylor which a fellow boater had recommended I try.
and very good it was to.