Yesterday's sunset and clear skies promised a fine day. So much for the old red sky at night tale, today dawned grim and grey.
But having enjoyed a weekend of rugby and snooker we felt that we really should move on a bit.
Bridge five has been in a perilous state for years. The bricks for the repair have been there but nothing ever seemed to get done but now, hoorah, they actually appear to be doing something with it. Although you can't see it in the picture there are several courses of freshly laid brickwork.
So we crept on under leaden skies, occasionally enlivened by a spot of drizzle. The only bit of colour in the day was at lock two at Swanley.
A bit of yarn bombing enlivened the top gate. I was nearly past it before I spotted it and just managed a quick photo'.
By Wrenbury we had had enough, I am obviously not quite back to full fitness so we called it a day. I suspect we will spend tomorrow here. The Cotton Arms looks good.
Watch this space........
3 comments:
The bagette lunches in the pub on the left hand side as you walk up the road are awesome, the best on the cut!
Not sure of the name of that pub but it might be the Cotton.
Glad to see you have managed to avoid being tipped overboard, Graham. Best you keep on looking as tho you are recovering well, or you just never know. Now the idea has been planted in her head, Jill may be looking for a reason and opportunity...
Only 51 sleeps till we are on our way back to boating. I'm starting the calls for the suitcases to be brought down from the loft!
Cheers, Marilyn
Sue: Yes it is the Cotton, the food is superb and very reasonable and the beer always well kept.
Marilyn: Will keep an eye out for you. Jill says she has plenty of reasons but has so far lacked opportunity. I continue to watch my back :-)
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