Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Party Time...

Evidently there's been a bit of a party which some of my favourite boaty-bloggy types attended.

Maffi said that... "Most were nothing like I had imagined. Those who I had thought as short were tall, those who came across as well waisted were thin and vice versa".

Well just for the record so you're not too shocked if you ever meet me I'm short and well wasted (and that's not a spelling mistake this time!).

3rd Aniversary! (and did the earth move for you baby?)

Of living aboard Cosmos (well on the 25th it was). I wrote about the shinanigans of Cosmos's arrival from a Sheffield hillside to Macclesfield Marina here last year.

One thing I didn't mention was the first thing that woke me up the next morning was a brave boater pushing through the blizzard and thick ice - something that made a monumental cacophony that sounded akin to what you might imagine the end of the world might sound like!....and almost makes up for missing the Earthquake :(

This first morning aboard also seemed like a wintry mirror-image of my first-ever morning aboard the only previous boat I have lived on (but that's another story). On that occasion (in May) a heron was fishing in the tiny gap between the boat and the pontoon. A lovely way to begin a boating life.

I think being cushioned in the water is not conducive to feeling earthquakes though as that's the 2nd one I've missed which has been experienced by most of my earth-bound neighbours in the last 6 or 7 years or so of life afloat.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Back on the T & M

Boatyard at Malkins bank. Nice weather init?

Except my butane is frozen by the morning!


Monday, February 11, 2008

This Evening...

Cacophony of geese overhead ducks frollocking and another starry starry night about to commence. Bliss.


Wednesday, February 06, 2008

The Cheshire Set

I may look as if I've joined the Cheshire Set today (well - from the knees down anyway) as for the first time in my life I've gone to work in my wellies (thanks Jase & Emm for the welly donation!).

200 mtrs of quagmire along the towpath now mean that even my usual walking boots can't cope with the new water levels.....then it's a pit stop in the office for some drys.