Whilton Marina - Shopping Trip

18/04/12


Whilton Lock Flight


Yog was up early today, watching the clock, waiting for 9am.  Last night he had spotted a cafe behind the chandlery and he was on a mission.  He would be at the door as soon as the cafe opened!!  One minute past we were at our table on our way to the first cooked breakfast from a cafe in ages! It seemed like it any way after the numerous unsuccessful attempts we had at trying to find one in other places.
This place had a lot to live up to and for me it was fine, but Yogi unfortunately was disappointed.  In his opinion, the sausage makes the breakfast and if the sausage isn't right it spoils it for him.

I have to admit, it was one of the blandest breakfasts I have had in a long time and the tea cups were way too small but it was hot and I didnt have to cook it so that was more than enough for me :0) Yogi on the other hand was quite inconsolable :0(


Next was the chandlers and that was a whole other story!  We were both as happy as the proverbial pigs in poo.  Loads of stuff for us both to oooh and aahh at :0)  Yogi stocked up on oil, filters and man stuff for Silver Blue and I got postcards, tea-towels and girly stuff :0)


We made our way back to base laden down with bags of goodies to play with later after we had the days travelling behind us.

The rain was making everything decidedly soggy and opening and closing the lock gates was a bit of a pain as I kept getting a damp bum.  Lucky for me, the family we shared the locks with that day were all weather-proofed up and the mum of the family used her waterproofed bum to deal with most of the the gates, which suited us both as she didn't like using the windlass.  They were on holiday till Saturday and were making the best of the showery weather.  Their son, a whopping 6'8" had been doing most of the driving and unfortunately for us 'dad' was taking his turn today lol  getting in the locks was taking a 'tad' longer than normal.   

After the first lock, where Yog was rear ended quite spectacularly lol, he let them lead the way into the locks.  It was quite entertaining watching 'dad' trying to keep to the left or the right of the lock but he got the hang of it in the end, sort of......
By the time we got to the top lock, we  had all had enough.  We were cold, soaked and tired.  So we pulled up, filled the water tank and collapsed in opposing heaps on the sofa till it was time for bed.  Which was apx 5 mins after that.