Strange munching and graunching noises came from over the hedge as we came back up past Wood lock on the way back from Leamington. It didn't take us long to spot the reason.
When we first bought Herbie we earned ourselves a reputation for picking the worst weeks to go boating. Many was the soaking we got, much to the amusement of our fellow moorers. Since then we seem to have got either wiser or luckier. This last week has been absolutely perfect. The sun shines on the righteous.