We had a wonderful weekend at Wadenhoe, the Kings Head did us proud, wonderful food and really good service by friendly staff. Saturday night was so good we stayed on for Sunday lunch, which was just as good. 100% recommended. The pub moorings are now the only ones available at Wadenhoe, the ones below the church have had an outbreak of newts and are now an S.S.S.I. with big no mooring signs.
Yesterday we moved on to Fotheringhay. As you make your way down the river you are never out of sight of either a spire or church tower.
It was started by Edward III as a collegiate church and finished about 1430. A parish church was subsequently tacked on to the western end and that is the part that remains today. The original cloister and church being demolished during the dissolution of the monasteries.
The moorings are in the field just below the church, four quid a night but possibly the loveliest moorings anywhere.
Of course when anyone hears the word Fotheringhay the first thing that springs to mind is the castle where, on the 8th of February 1587, Mary Queen of Scots was beheaded. More importantly it is where King Richard III was born in 1452.
This morning the wind had had dropped and the weather forecast was scattered showers so we set off through a landscape of bucolic beauty.
At Yarwell Lock, as we watered, Jill gave me the good news, the carpet in the saloon was soaking wet. Investigation led to only one suspect, the water pump was leaking copiously. Oh goody.
Shortly after, as we progressed through this scene of rural exquisteness, the heavens opened and the rain and the hail lashed down, the day was getting better, the thunder and lightning was just the icing on the cake.
Soaked to the skin we moored at Wansford station, by the Nene Valley Railway. Luckily we always carry a spare water pump and I spent a merry hour mopping up and replacing the pump. Some days.........
Watch this space.......