After last week’s prompt of TIME, Frank has now given us PLACE.
I’m going to go with the river. These photos were taken in May 2015.
With all this bad weather of late, Hubby and I have really missed the boat and the days of untying the ropes and puttering off for a few days, not that we would have done so in howling gales and rough waters!
It’s almost a year ago that we started our final journey taking her up for brokerage.
It was saying goodbye to a way of life we had enjoyed for three years and moving on from our friends. It was a tough but right decision in the circumstances.
Those last nine days were wonderful. Ninety seven locks, including the Hatton Flight, the canals and Grand Union, going out in style under our terms enjoying the waterways as boaters should.
It was hard to leave her behind, but I wouldn’t change the experience for anything.