Bitten.

Wow! What a stunning place Oundle is! The town centre seems to be built entirely of a warm-coloured stone - and half of it is Oundle School. For anyone going up to Oxbridge from there it will be like home from home.

Here's a shot of a typical street.

Similarly chocolate box is Fotheringhay, to which village we cruised today. This thatched cottage is called … The Thatched Cottage.

En route we saw the usual assortment of wildlife including dragon flies, damsel flies, demoiselles, fish, kingfishers and herons.

No sooner had we tied up at Fotheringhay than a woman strode up wanting her £5 mooring fee. I know people rave about this place, but I have to confess it didn't do much for me. As for the "castle", well, it's a grassy mound with a four feet high lump of masonry next to it. The church is impressive, and would be even more so without the scaffolding.

With the refurbishment work continuing we don't know if we'll be able to look inside the church in the morning.

Oh yes. We are getting bitten by gnasty gnats.