Started the painting, nice and quiet, then the world and his wife come past, the waste tank overflowed, which then needed to be emptied pronto, so a quiet day painting and watching the world go by, ended with getting a pumpout, descending seven locks to Penkridge and getting water as well, just goes to show that some days you should stay in bed.
Now moored below Penkridge Lock awaiting Anni, who is coming on Friday for a few days, relaxing with an ice cream and a few beers, getting our breath back, on the plus side I did manage to get two coats of paint on the gunnels as well
And after, the dots are midges I think







































