Dad's old bike

Thanks to my father, we have the means to get to a shop for the odd pint of milk or wine that we may have run out of, without having to walk miles. He kindly donated his Brompton fold-up to us( presumably after checking with Mum that she didn't want to practice her wheelies on it still) which stores neatly behind my armchair in the evening. We daren't leave it on the back deck for fear of it being lifted - it being worth more than Dad's car was!! Great little piece of equipment, now we wouldn't be without it. Thanks Pa.

Moored just outside Polesworth this evening, before Tamworth. A peaceful mooring opposite Pooley Hall which I can't find any information on! Cyclists, families and dog walkers all strolling by, glad of a semblance of spring weather finally. Yesterday(Saturday) after an icy start, the sun came out and warmed our bones. And yipee that horrible biting wind has gone. We even managed to take off our top coats whilst travelling. A lazy day as there were no locks, 11 today however - Pete did them all as the only one I tried was far too heavy, good excuse to make him do all the hard work.

Interesting fact that since part of (or all of) British Waterways has been replaced by the Canal and River Trust, run by volunteers, the locks seem to be much better maintained, with mechanisms oiled and there have been volunteer lock keepers at some locks, which is really helpful. A thumbs up to CRT.