Moored outside The Barbridge Inn.

Looking down the Middlewich Branch from Barbridge Junction.

And Sharon'e manic grin!

Sharon admiring the Autumn.

Back in songwriting mode...

The yacht club in Nantwich.

Near where I'm moored at the mo is this wooden and metal horse made out of old lock gates.

Went to Sheffield on Friday night/Saturday to see my friends there and meet some new peeps too. It was Sheffield's "light night" courtesy of the brightest harvest moon in years which was a good excuse to have lots of gigs and general festival atmosphere.

Later - went to this Kayleigh (if that's how you spell it) in which I spent most of the time colliding with Jenni and various others!

Filling up with drinking water at Nantwich services.

I've gone over a month of showering, cooking and drinking my on-board water before without managing to empty it and spent over an hour filling up so it must be a big tank!

Nantwich - by day full of older, tweedy folk. By evening - more Cheryl Tweedy than tweedy, if you know what I mean?

Nantwich.

Nanette & Streaky.