Hadn't planned on going far as Cribbs in need of a little TLC and errr more 'routine maintenance'. Quite an interesting logistics problem to move car and boat in such a way as to optimise access to The Bell and avoid the pub desert around Dundas Wharf. [No wonder I like The Bell, went to the bar for a pint of Otter which was duly delivered, 'hmmmm that won't do', said the guy next to me, 'You tell her to top that up, I'm a shareholder here and I expect our customers to get what they pay for'. Novice barmaid soon appraised of her beer pulling responsibilities.
Managed the two swing bridges very well by being in the middle of a convoy of hire boats heading back for change-over-day so sailed through with ease.
At Dundas Warf, attached the water hose to fill the water tank and then went to deal with the bog. When Jim and I were out with tw earlier he told us how his friends always refer to this as 'Emptying the Nelson'. Now this euphemism was a bit of a mystery to Jim and I, until tw explained that none of them had ever heard of an Elsan so reverted to something that they had heard of [well maybe], Lord Nelson.
I should mention here that on our last day in Bath, Terry couldn't find his phone and that I was fairly convinced that my post Bristol 'deep clean' would most likely produce it from some dark corner.
What followed is best described by quoting from our email conversation:
First from me to Terry:
Now to make T's reply more understandable, we need to look back to about a year ago, when Margarert, Terry and I went see the Spring [Beltain] snowdrops and invited Terry's brother Mike to join us. T had said to Mike that we would meet at noon at the venue, but not to worry if there was a problem 'as we all have our mobile phones'.
Well, come high noon, no Mike!
But not to worry 'We have our mobile phones', but that Mike's was repeatedly giving the message that 'We are unable to connect to this phone at the moment, but please try again later.'
Of course, this got us to wondering just what we did before mobile phones and I think that this would make quite a nice post in 'Mouldy Oldies' so I'll make that a little project.
But back to the present, Mike was very circumspect as to why he had not phoned us [coy even] but a few days later T managed to extract the admission from him that he had no phone because he had dropped it in the loo that morning!
Needless to say, T regarded this as the height of impossibility and incompetance!!!