The Sweets Set Off Again

Well, only three sweets this time. Several months ago we discussed with The Mother the fact that it really was not possible to take her on the long journey down to Staffordshire to the marina. She had been disappointed but, as things have turned out, she could not have joined us. I will miss her, but I will have a good, restful holiday.

So here are the sweets, deciding whether we should go up or down the Foxton staircase. We decided on the downward route so that we go with the flow when we get to the river Soar. The view will be nicer going down, though managing the boat through the locks will be more difficult due to having to avoid the cills with the propellor.

An extremely busy day, getting to the cattery, doing the shopping, delivering the holiday lodge laundry and, of course, visiting The Mother.

However, our holiday has officially begun with a meal and drinks at The Best Mate's house, ready for an early departure.