Today we decided to get going on our 2015 cruise even if I am still coughing like an old Bollinger engine. We exited the marina via the entrance as 5 boats were waiting for pump out/diesel. It's cool as we enter Aston lock, leaving it behind us we are a mile from Stone when the alarm went of for an alternator fault. We continued and moored below Star lock on the 5 day moorings. A quick check to make sure the fan belts are ok before a call to International Rescue (RCR). Thunderbird 3 would be with us by 4pm it is now 11am. Time enough for a walk around the farmers market and a chip butty lunch in the Royal Exchange, the bar has been turned into a beach with sandy floor, palm trees and sea scenes decorating the walls, Lawrence was wearing a grass skirt of sorts while pulling ale. You have to hand it to landlady Michelle, she will try allsorts to pull in the punters.