First night afloat

We moored up the first evening and I was lifted ashore for a constitutional. I then had supper which was the usual old stuff – nothing special.

The motor was silent and no boats passed us and life was good. I heard a loud moo and looked out of the window and to my surprise there were many cows on the far bank. Of course, I have seen cows before, down by the river when I did some modelling – I’ll tell you about this another time – and I usually bark like hell at them but as they are on the other side of the canal, I’m holding my fire.

Hasta luego from Scoot afloat.

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