For those of us who have boating seasons, at last, it has started for me. I have been pootling around a bit but now have started off down the Grand Union (again) with the aim of heading up the Thames via the Wey and Basy. I had a couple of days away as I travelled with Heather from Hampton Court to Brentford. Apart from the weather it was a great trip. Every time I go out with Heather we have cold and rain. She'll stop inviting me at this rate.
I saw a heron with an enormous fish. It flew off with it between its talons, the first time I had seen that. Usually the fishes they have are swallowed down quickly. At Hampton Court we heard the noisiest woodpecker I have ever heard, then spotted it drumming on a hollow tree.
Sheryl came to meet me for a meal and had her first trip on Olivia when we went down the first two locks of the Stoke Bruerne flight.
