21st August
We moored in Oxford on 20th, Thursday, and of course had to have a beer at The Bookbinders, a great pub. I sat at a table whilst Pete got our drinks and a lady came and sat down with her glass of wine and asked "what are you still doing here?" I explained I had only just arrived and she roared with laughter, told me she had been there for a funeral gathering that afternoon and had come in to say goodbye to other guests as she was now about to leave! I guess because I had a black top on and she was completely drunk, I was mistaken for a mourner!! She was remarkably jovial, so we continued to have a ridiculous chat about the fact that she had missed the food and was therefore more drunk than she would have been and off she tottered!
I phoned Olly and once he had said 'you're only an hour away by car,' I was overtaken by the idea of going back to see the baby again and given that we had moored at the bottom of the canal just a stone's throw from the station, it became a reality. I left Pete on Friday morning to catch the 09.31 to Paddington and spent the day with our new addition whilst Pete chilled out on the boat after visiting his favourite cheese emporium in the covered market. I had a lovely day with the family, their second excursion with the buggy; we walked to Finsbury Park in sunshine. I spent as much time as I could cuddling my new grandson, watching his every expression - this being my new number one pastime! Oh joy!
Got back to Oxford at 8.20pm, and back on board for the night ready for our friend Dave to arrive the next morning for our trip out onto the Thames.
We moored in Oxford on 20th, Thursday, and of course had to have a beer at The Bookbinders, a great pub. I sat at a table whilst Pete got our drinks and a lady came and sat down with her glass of wine and asked "what are you still doing here?" I explained I had only just arrived and she roared with laughter, told me she had been there for a funeral gathering that afternoon and had come in to say goodbye to other guests as she was now about to leave! I guess because I had a black top on and she was completely drunk, I was mistaken for a mourner!! She was remarkably jovial, so we continued to have a ridiculous chat about the fact that she had missed the food and was therefore more drunk than she would have been and off she tottered!
I phoned Olly and once he had said 'you're only an hour away by car,' I was overtaken by the idea of going back to see the baby again and given that we had moored at the bottom of the canal just a stone's throw from the station, it became a reality. I left Pete on Friday morning to catch the 09.31 to Paddington and spent the day with our new addition whilst Pete chilled out on the boat after visiting his favourite cheese emporium in the covered market. I had a lovely day with the family, their second excursion with the buggy; we walked to Finsbury Park in sunshine. I spent as much time as I could cuddling my new grandson, watching his every expression - this being my new number one pastime! Oh joy!
Got back to Oxford at 8.20pm, and back on board for the night ready for our friend Dave to arrive the next morning for our trip out onto the Thames.
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