We had another day of light cruising, moving from Warings Green Wharf on the north Stratford Canal to Bridge 5 on the same canal, two-and-a-bit hours later.
On the way we saw something to delight many towpath moorers: the vegetation being cut back.
Percy, who suffered a couple of nasty cases of inconsiderate grass cutting a while back.
This stretch of canal brings you by imperceptible degrees into built-up Birmingham; in fact, it's not really until you're on the Worcester and Birmingham very close to the city centre that you're suddenly aware that you're in a truly urban environment.
The section of Stratford Canal we did today is tree-lined most of the way. The sun penetrates with difficulty but, where it does, the light bounces back into the foliage and creates a magical effect.
Lift Bridge 28!
The first thing we did was go to a small café I knew for lunch. I slightly overdid it, considering what was to come later, with a fabulous full English breakfast (2 egg, 2 bacon, 2 sausage, 2 hash brown, baked beans, tomatoes, mushrooms, black pudding, 4 pieces of toast and a mug of tea - all for £4.99). I donated one rasher of bacon to Jan to go with her jacket potato, but I left a clean plate.
And then, in the evening, we went to our favourite curry house: The Sweet Chillies. Despite only going when we're in Brum, which isn't really all that often, the owner recognises us and welcomes us warmly. Their Peshwari naan is simply the best. (No, that isn't all I ate!)
Wasn't me that went a swimming. - Initial turnout for the Pie and Pea was better than anticipated considering how much snow had fallen. But we had a couple of turnarounders (is that a word?...
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