Sunday 6th to Sunday 13th December 2009

Sunday 6th
Rain before seven, fine by eleven, said V, and so it was.

Eddie and Sue came to see us for lunch just as the clouds cleared to the east, and they brought loads of goodies – coffee from France and old electronics magazines. I never seem to tire of old magazines since I stopped subscribing to Wireless World and Electronics Today back in the 1970s. You don’t see the likes of these on the shelves any more so one devours cast-offs from members of expensive societies like the RSGB.

Eddie and Sue are very good company and we have a lot in common with living in confined quarters on the move, them on wheels, us on water.
Forgot to point the camera at them before they left so here’s an archive photo.

Taking a walk around the locks at Foxton after lunch we found the museum doors open and a folk group in action in the main display area. As they entertained the public we tiptoed around the exhibits and I’m afraid I resisted the call to sit down and join in.

Monday – V did a runner and left me on my own. Claire was offering a lift to a babysitting session at the twins’ place so I had the place to myself for a few hours.


Borrowed a library book the other day explaining web page creation using XHTML because I thought it time to smarten up our merchant navy website.
I’ve only ever reached the first rung of the ladder on webpage design so when the book admonished me for using Tables for displaying rows of graphics I thought it was time to switch to Frames. But researching Frames on the internet brought howls of protest from the experts and universal warnings against using Frames.
Now I’m trying to get my head round CSS-Positioning and I’m not finding it easy. The hours go by and there’s very little to show for it.
I thought electronic projects were a huge time-waster until I counted the hours spent on messing about with web page design. There’s no comparison.

As a distraction we dug out the old Christmas lights from last year. The little tree that sits on the dinette table has had a make-over with new dangly chocolates and a set of bright blue dancing LED lights hang from the ceiling. We’re not sure about the LED lights, they’re very blue and remind us of police cars. We may have to change them for something else.

Tuesday was moving day. We turned and ran up to Debdale for a bottle of gas and to see if Ian and Carol (nb.LilyPad) were offering coffee. They’re tied up as it happens but free later if we fancied a roast dinner. Are we free? You bet. And what a beautiful meal it was. We left there stuffed leaving Carol exhausted after an extremely busy day. Thank you so, so much.

Out again, what stop-outs we are, eh. Mike was taking Jo (nb.Sarah-Kate) to the Curve theatre in Leicester as a birthday present and could we fill a couple of seats? Of course, and we got fed too. Brilliant, thank you so much.
The entertainment was really good, Peter Pan was still as young as ever, the stage props used modern technology to good effect but I thought Tinkerbell had lost some of her charm when she appeared in the shape of a green laser pen light. The pirates definitely get full marks and Tiger Lily was simply magic.

A cold grey day but no rain, we must be grateful for that. Caught the Harbro’ bus and did the usual shops and library and, for a change, we called in at the museum. Lots and lots of stuff here on the Iron Age coin hoard found at Hallaton in East Leicestershire in 2000 and some interesting displays of Harbro business history and the railway. But nothing on canals. I’m afraid I wrote a comment in the visitor’s book.
Another highlight for me was buying a mouse. This is the fourth mouse since my favourite one died a couple of months ago. I ought to add that this is for the computer.

Back at the boat we were greeted by Tezzer and a mail drop, ‘strordinarily kind of you me ol’ mate.

Still at Foxton, under Black Horse Bridge, we took a Tesco delivery for all the heavy stuff we didn’t want to carry home from Harbro’ yesterday.

“I thought it might be you two” said the driver, “same boat, same place” he added as he piled the trays high on the roadside. It’s nice to see regular drivers on the delivery vans, we don’t have to run up the towpath looking for them when they phone to ask where we are.

Leaving Foxton we headed for the countryside to moor out of range of the bone factory smells. Bird feeder on the hook, solar panel tilted, we called it a day.

V wanted to walk to Gt.Bowden and, no I’m not ill, I volunteered to go with her. It’s a long walk she reminded me but off we went at a cracking rate, probably a fast tortoise speed.
Coffee and croissant at Welton’s in the village was very welcome and fuelled the journey back home where I needed more of the same. Forgot the camera, again, so the phone’s camera doesn’t do justice to the view I’m afraid.

The rest of the weekend was damp to say the least. What doesn’t come down from above appears from nowhere, forming droplets on the tree branches above and finding your neck when you appear at the back doors.

Sunday 13th was a Cascading Style Sheets day (CSS) with some progress made in XHTML code.
At least it’s a quiet hobby.

Another thing we do is spot wildlife. We’ve seen a tree creeper, or maybe it was a nuthatch, and heard several woodpeckers close by.

We counted only one boat on the move all weekend, a local going for supplies in Harbro’.

I don’t know if anyone else does it but we speculate on where boats are going, for what purpose and whether they are private or shared ownership.
Then, if we see them again, we congratulate ourselves on our guesses.

We once met a boater, I won’t say where, who played the game of awarding points for boat clutter.
It’s one point per flower pot, 5 for gawdy tiller pin, 5 points for fancy chimney brasses, a point for coiled ropes on the tiller and so on. While we were talking to him, waiting for the locks, he scored a passing boat with 35 points.