Back to Hawksbury Junction

Went to the farm shop at Br. 23 only to find it closed - Aarrgghh! Their website says it should be open, oh! well. so we slipped our moorings and headed toward Marston Junction. I wasn't long before it started to rain, and together with the wind made cruising difficult. More showers than sunshine all the way and it was frustrating besause we could see blue skies all around, and a long line of dark clouds following us.

We stopped near Br. 7 for lunch, and the rain stopped too. Nice bright sunshine returned so we made haste, but it didn't last long.

As we approached Hawksbury Junction it chucked it down with horizontal hail, and once we managed to get moored up okay it all stopped, and the sun came out.

We went in the Greyhound for a quick pint and to book a table for later. Luckily they could fit us in at 5 O'Clock, but we had to vacate by 7, as there was a 50th birthday party booked for thirty people.

We had a lovely meal, I had rump steak (without the garlic thingy) and Lin had 'am eggn chips - just what we needed.

And Lucy?

"Go away, I'm not at home".