We are back home safe and sound from our adventure on the Leeds-Liverpool Canal.
For the record:
Spud fell in twice
Joe fell in once, emerging with his glasses still in situ, his Crocs took a little longer to retrieve.
Tom fell in once, but managed to keep sufficient grip on the side of the boat to keep his mobile phone dry. (Phew, who’d have wanted to share the confines of a narrow boat with a teenager with no text facility, for a week eh?)
Spud has adored being in such close confines with his ‘pack’ and was a total babe; he was, however, less enamoured with hissy swans.
He had to be kept under close supervision, as feathery wildlife was abundant
and on a short leash!
And when it came to locks, kept out of the way for everyone’s safety (I’ll come back to locks in another post.)