There we were, gongoozling at some road workers resurfacing Polesworth's high street, when a jobsworth foreman suddenly came from nowhere and started haranguing me for looking at "his" men. "Stop interfering. The government is paying for them and they don't like being watched" is what he said, in a very unpleasant manner. We were flabbergasted. I tried explaining that we were not "interfering" but it made no difference. He merely repeated his diatribe. Of course, afterwards I thought of a few things I could have said - not that they would have made any difference - but, at the time, we were speechless. As we walked away we bumped into an Ocado man sympathising, and saying that in a few moments he would have to wheel his trolley across their precious tarmac to make some deliveries.
The day started much better, passing Clemency waiting for the crane that would come today ending six weeks of living in the air. This was followed by a reasonably uneventful cruise to Atherstone, where Doctor Who has touched down.
Here is Jan steering Jubilee towards Lock 10.
At Polesworth we pulled in to the visitor moorings by the Bull's Head, walked round the town (village?) and ate on board. Average pint of Doom Bar in the Bull's Head. We'll be back on Saturday as this is where the Boaters' Christian Fellowship Easter Cruise will end up (we're on our way to join the cruise which starts from Glascote tomorrow).
Stuff you might not (want to) know about ships - Ooh, before I forget, I must tell you what I forgot to mention last time. On our trip up the Ouse we got a hello from the resident seal that swims up an...
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