On course for Cassiobury

I'm writing this sitting at a table in the shade at the back of a holiday cottage in Derbyshire. It was too hot in the sun, besides which, I wouldn't have been able to see the screen.

We left home on Friday, stayed overnight on Jubilee in Milton Keynes, and drove up to Hartington yesterday afternoon in what seems like proper summer at last. Our IWA stuff relating to our booking for Jubilee at the National Festival at Cassiobury Park came through the letter box on the day we left home - phew! I didn't know whether it would include our entrance wristbands. It could have been a problem if we'd missed those. As it happened, the envelope contained two pieces of paper with our mooring number, boat name and surname; together with some information about what to do on arrival, and details about boating-related competitions.

When we got to Jubilee I sneaked on board our Buckby can and a copper kettle for the stove top. I'd found the kettle in a charity shop in Leighton Buzzard - it polished up beautifully. Sneaked? Yes, Ally considers such things unnecessary clutter.

Back to today: we'll go for a walk this morning; then we've booked in for Sunday lunch at the Devonshire Arms in the village. There's to be Morris dancing from noon which will be interesting. One of my strong childhood memories is seeing the Morris dancing at Thaxted.

And then, as it will be too hot for much else, we might just watch a certain tennis match on the telly.