On Monday daughter Cairstine and grandsprogs Noah and Jonah arrived. We had booked a trip on the cruise boat over Pontcysyllte aqueduct for Tuesday, well I have no intention of steering over it again for a while, so after breakfast it was off up the A5 to Llangollen. As usual when we have visitors it started to rain, nothing like a wet day in Llangollen to cheer everyone up. Having parked the car we strolled up to the wharf.
The aqueduct trip was completed uneventfully, I was much happier being inside the boat than being up the back steering. To be honest the boys did not seem overly impressed but they made all the right noises.
We arrived back at Llangollen just in time.
The final verdict was that the aqueduct was alright but the train, oh wow!!
We rounded the day off with fish and chips, perfection, or, perhaps, awesome.
Plan A was that they were returning home on Wednesday and we were going to set off toward Hurleston, mooring somewhere for the weekend to avoid the traffic. But when we rose from our slumbers Wednesday morning.
Well the family set off somewhat gingerly, not only was the weather lousy but the sat. nav. had gone belly up and the daughter is somewhat navigationally challenged. We were glad when we received a text saying they had arrived home safely.
We stoked up the stove and sat it out. Good old English weather, it'll get you every time.
This morning it was off early and we are now moored out in the country watching the continuous stream of boats passing.
Lunch today? Hot soup, it's still flippin' freezing.
Watch this space..............