Here I am again!
We have been back at Thurmaston nearly 3 weeks now and both of us are getting a bit stir crazy. After a while being in the same mooring gets on our wick. The people here are really nice but as we are in a rather exposed mooring at the moment, everyone has to pass us to go anywhere, so they all know what we are doing. If we are in, out, shaking it all about, when we have our dinner and what we have, if Ken is fishing or not (oh Ken really loves his fishing doesn’t he? is the comment). So what, we don’t comment on how much TV people watch.
Talking of TV we have at last got our satellite dish up! It is quite a shock after 3 tellyless (is that a word?) months to discover the programmes are still shite and the adverts are still the same ones! We first put up a 360 degree digital TV aerial but the signal here is so bad we could only get ITV 3 and shopping channels! Then if Pete or Terry parked their vans outside our boat we couldn’t get anything at all! Up at Sileby we got all the channels perfectly though so it will work somewhere! The satellite dish is ok now we have discovered we were using the wrong type of cable to connect it when we tried it about 2 months ago!
We did have a nice little trip up to Sileby last week when Peter came to see us. The weather was fantastic, just like summer. We moored at Sileby after getting diesel and gas and walked to Mountsorrel, where we sat outside the pub (quelle surprise!). Even F D (I have been told not to call him that, sorry Julie!) even George enjoyed the walk. On the way back we stopped at the Hope and Anchor for dinner.
There was somewhat of a disaster involving the sleeping arrangements though. We decided to let Peter have our bed and we would sleep on the dinette to be near George, if he decided he wanted to go out in the night, as he sometimes does. In a slightly inebriated state I was assembling said dinette and as I knelt on it to put the sheet on, the table which makes the centre of the base when it’s a bed fell through the gap, along with me! I collapsed in a heap and my two male companions, not realising I had hurt myself, laughed like drains! Anyway the upshot was that the gap had become too wide for the table due to the settling and drying out of the wood I suppose, so we couldn’t use the dinette as a bed. Poor old Peter had to put the two recliners end to end, like a kind of a camp bed and sleep on there! To make things worse when George did get up, at about 5am, Peter had to come and wake me up to take him out. Then when he came back in, George, who spends a lot of time in MY recliner, decided he wanted to get into it there and then and did so, so Peter couldn’t go back to bed and had to get up! He said he was getting up anyway but I think he was just being polite!
Apart from that excitement we have also had the delight of having our shower removed and resealed at last. It has been leaking ever since we got the boat! Hopefully it will be ok now.
This weekend MGM are having their fireworks do. We came here for it last year when there was torrential rain and it was freezing cold. At least this year I can come and sit in my nice warm boat and watch from the window!
Talking of torrential rain, it was pretty hairy here last Sat night/Sunday morning. The river rose quite a bit and we needed to press our new, dog friendly, gang plank in to service, to get George off and on the boat. It worked very well I am pleased to say, after the last time he used our old one and fell off it!
Next week we are off to Market Harborough to meet Mum and Dave for a couple of days. It will be nice to get out of here for a while. Who knows maybe we won’t come back………
Cheers B.
