Jennifer McM

Lock's now open....

Just quoting the CRT man - don't believe it's kids either, kids usually want instant gratification when creating mischief, if it was vandals then it was preconceived.

We were moored at the top lock, last Friday a CRT man tapped on our boat to explain what CRT intend to do; eg bring a crane from the flat's car park that's alongside the locks (obv removing the wrought iron fence) to lift the gate. A bridge will be erected to take the crane over to the towpath side. The CRT man said they suspect the vandals were kids - but then again I suspect CRT will be insured for vandalism and perhaps not for maintenance issues. We turned our boat around and left the area. Yesterday we got an email from CRT complaining we'd overstayed the Atherstone mooring ☹️ It would be great while they've got a crane in the area, CRT will use it to yank the now sinking abandoned cruiser out of the water by the Wharf - think it's been an eyesore there for over a year - looking to the positives.

When did the ducks get feet on the Coventry? We'll be able to see the fish zooming about soon.

Personal Log – Jennifer Log Time Started – 1818 hrs, 1918 Mrs Bob is struggling to keep her fingers and needles supplied with wool. Therefore serious times call for serious actions, this is why the SWOT team which included Mrs Bob; was deployed to replenish woollen socks stocks. Amazing the lengths our crack team will go when the prospect of cold feet threatens. It took a fair bit of the morning to hunt for the perfect sheep that are endowed with just the right type of 3 ply wool. Eventually after several gruelling hours of snaking through towpath mud on our svelte yet muscular six-packs, our elite SWOT team came across a group of sheep who were closely flocking together. There was one (well there always is....) who raised her head above the flock and looked towards our tremendous troop 'our troop's absolutely tremendous', obviously disturbed by the noise the duck accidentally (so he said) made. The wool on the sheep's back was white fluffy, and our eyes widened with the prospect of warm cosy toes. “How many sheep are there in this field” Mrs Bob said, as she mentally calculated how many stitches she could knit from each sheep's wool. “I've counted 27” said I squinting through the sun at the sheep. Rusty, who's always the first to volunteer when there's a job to be done, rushed into the field; “I'll round them up”, he said and with a nod of his head he whispered “that'll be about 30”! The sheep were expertly and with a certain amount of aplomb from Taff the professionally trained sheepdog, quickly corralled the sheep into a corner making it super easy for Mrs Bob to strip the sheep of their coats.... sheer brilliance! Note: In the interests of being PC, no dogs (cept Taff) were involved in this exercise... well at least not in the end! Log ends 1918 hrs 1918

What's that you say Rusty? Captain Smelly has been messin' bout wit time thingy controls? And he's wot? He's been fiddlin' wit time control buttons? Flaming eck, you say he's turned on 'Alexa'? Then he swore? Said something about 'Cod damn'? And now he's fallen down the well? And now he's gone up in smoke and disappeared? Dr Bob's not going to be 'appy! He'll be blamin' 11 12 dogs again! Not good! No surree... this isn't good, not good at all, absolutely this is not good at all.

Officially he's a Rottweiler, seriously! At 3 weeks old he and his sister were left on the steps of a rescue centre. The centre's vet registered them as Rotties. Perhaps I shouldn't have fed him bratwurst ?

Rusty's very sorry for chasing the pussy cats today, he doesn't know what came over him, except the blowout from the pump out ? What a stinky boy! He can't wait for tomorrow to start, and he's ever so please to have 11 12 other friends to play with, especially the funny little beagle, a great fellow, yes you know he's a great fellow, he's a really great fellow!

yes..... and we've sonar with a 3 mile range so we know who's about ..... nah nah nananah

Strange times we're living in... It's unprecedented the amount of times people have google searched 'Unprecidented'!

That's a 'mean' looking boat, a beaut!

This is a good idea Dr Bob.... we need a bigga boat!

The swinging monkey is mentioned on Google maps ?

This morning we passed Boris and Carrie, they are still waiting for their 'offsprings' to hatch, I've noticed she's been sitting on the nest for at least 3 weeks. How she's putting up with the noise of the contractors is beyond my imagination, they must have a lot of patience and trust. Think this new marina is for Rothen Group (?). Looks like the digger is poised waiting for the cut-through.... as soon as the little ones hatch.