Marina from Swanley Lock No.2
When we were on Tranquility in September we managed to pick some sloes to make sloe gin for Christmas. I noticed there is still some on the bushes, the birds haven't eaten them and I wonder if this is a sign that its going to be a hard Winter.
Sloes...and so many.
We arrived at Whitchurch without any hitches as it was getting dark and we're moored on the public moorings just short of the lifting bridge No. 31.
After nine hours cruising the batteries ought to be well charged so its X Factor tonight (not again).
Lin just asked "have we got to get up at stupid O'clock tomorrow?". "Oh! yes" I replied.
Thats it for now, will blog again tomorrow.
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