Wednesday, 13 September 2017

It been that long!

My oh my! It has been months since I posted on my blog. I am on the Thames having such a great summer that I don't have time to blog, even though I have appeared in one or three other blogs. I will be leaving the river soon and normal service will be resumed.

Thursday, 22 June 2017

Apparently…..

…..if  you moor at Aristotle Lane on the South Oxford canal there are those, who live in brick, who think that boaters are the bottom of the pile. They take photos and record mooring times complain to the council about  a puff of smoke from your chimney. They worry about the ‘pollution’ affecting their children’s health.

I moored at Aristotle Lane twice in the last few weeks (27/05 and 07/06). On two days I didn’t light my fire. I don’t think I lit the fire on other days until the evening (I might be wrong). However, Whilst I was there I did notice that ‘children’ were smoking dope in the park. I would think this is much more serious than me lighting my fire!

The canal is not going away. Move the park!

Saturday, 20 May 2017

Censorship!

After reading this article in the Mail Online about Bridget Bardot I made an entry in the comments page, “So lets see if I understand this a French woman get vilified in the courts for telling the truth.” or words to that effect.

Two people who read my comment ‘liked’ it (see below).

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I clicked on the link again to see if there were any other comments in the pipeline. I was confronted by this (see below) on the comments page. I don’t mind that they are no longer taking comments, but I do mind that they deleted the two comments that were there.

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It irks all the more because the Mail is not conversant with the TRUTH!

Friday, 19 May 2017

Great Oaks from little acorns grow

Well not exactly a great oak but from one small seed this one trunk grew to support…..

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…..this splendid creeper.

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Now that is impressive, but this is moreso.

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Thursday, 18 May 2017

Traffic Lights

Five heads of traffic lights all covered. I’ll bet the the cyclists are pissed off.

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Wednesday, 17 May 2017

Rubbish

Several times over the last couple of years I have complained to the council about the rubbish bins at Hythe Bridge and the rats in the garden behind. Finally the garden has gone and the rubbish disposal has been rebuilt. Well done OCC.

Unfortunately only the residential boaters have keys. So now with the locked elsan disposal point the only people who can use the facilities are the 13 boats that are residential and those who live on the mill stream. The Mill stream dwellers are privy to keys for the elsan, probably the rubbish point too. Whilst this might not seem fair, at least the Mill Stream dwellers are not tempted to dump shit in the stream.

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Monday, 15 May 2017

Friday, 12 May 2017

Many hands.

These two pictures tell a story. A story of futility. It was necessary to remove a railing along the river to cut back some bushes. Simple job just undo the nut and bolt at each end of the railing and lift it out. NO! Too simple. You will notice there is a rusty section. In order to remove the railing the ‘tradesman’ took an angle grinder to the rail. For some time it was wired back together, then this time I saw it it had been welded into this, this bodge.

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What is amazing is this job, for a pair of spanners, was done with an angle grinder and a welding kit and took six months to finish.

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Tuesday, 9 May 2017

Friday, 28 April 2017

What a bunch of beautiful kids.

I have a central role in this pic taken in 1961.
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This girl on the left end of the second row is Diane Cook. I wrote this a year or two ago and this picture turned up this year.

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          Has it really been fifty years (56 years now) since I last saw Diane Cook? She was a lovely girl. My memories are quite clear. We were eleven. She had bobbed hair and the cutest smile. I was in love. She lived at No 2 Oxford Close, which was a cul-de-sac just off Cambridge Road. We were in the same class at Sherwood Park Primary. I don’t know when she came there but I was always at that school. The girl’s school uniform was a green jumper and grey pleated skirt she looked good in that. I kissed her as often as I could, which means while no one else was there to watch. She said she didn’t mind me kissing her but not to be too rough. I would hold her hand and carry her school bag to the crossroads where I went left and she straight on.
          I was once invited to tea at her house. I was overjoyed. As you turn into Oxford Close, it was the first house on the right hand side. It was a very nice house, with leaded bay windows. Her parents were middle class. I remember there was a garage at the bottom of the garden. I was invited to help with a nature project, Diane had found an abandoned nest, that of a blackbird, in a bush in the back alley. She wanted me to blow the eggs. She would then have this nest and eggs in her room with other exhibits. I don’t really remember tea.
           I don’t remember how much I saw of her after that, but at the end of the school term we never saw each other again. She went to the Girls Grammar and I to the Secondary modern. I did speak to her on the phone once, I was about fifteen, but nothing came of it. I bet she would have made a great ‘dolly bird’ in the sixties. A few years ago I made contact with an old secondary school chum, John Challis. He remembers her in her late teens. She was a friend of his now wife.
          Despite the life I have had I long for those days when I had no cares in the world and my idea of sexual excess was stolen kisses. Diane was my first love. I probably don’t remember all the details but the images in my head never fail to excite the eleven-year-old boy in me when I recall those early days. Good times!
          I would love to see who she became, what she achieved.

Tuesday, 25 April 2017

Some people…..

…..pink, yellow, blue, black, or white just don't deserve to be in a civil society.

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Saturday, 1 April 2017

Audlem

For those of you who remember my nearly sinking the Milly M before Christmas, this was the reason.  This was sticking out from the front of the boat. It has to be an inch and a quarter long. 20170307_115114
It is now about one quarter inch. Thanks to the chap who welded up the BT tube.

Saturday, 25 March 2017

Friday, 24 March 2017

Fradely

Four weeks Fradley Lock was closed. One would have thought they could have fixed the leak!

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Monday, 20 March 2017

More Crap

This is just some of the crap I picked up on Monday during my trip from Fradley to Fazeley a distance of about 10 miles. The bottom pic shows how much rubbish I collected.
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DSCF3452DSCF3451DSCF3450DSCF3449This is a red Dumpster. I don’t know how much it holds but suffice to say its a lot. Well I filled one on Monday and I didn’t even really try. I could probably have filled two!
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Thursday, 9 March 2017

Fiona Bernice Slee (née Booth)

Back in January my friend Fiona died. Fi travelled the canals with her husband John on their boat Epiphany. Fi is the 5th boating friend I have lost in the last three years.

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