contentedsouls

Totally mortified when I cleaned Daisy’s litter tray out – found half the bottom of the broken butter dish in amongst the wood chip after the ‘little’ incident on Thursday (she’s phoning the RSPCA help line as I type). Then off we set from our moorings for the first lock of the day.

G did his best rehearsed speech in French about taking on water and they OK’d it so leapt out at the top of the lock (did NOT tie off) and shoved the giant pressure hose into our filler and then some bugger appeared to come up. Frantic removal of hose pipe and rope sorting before they pulled the down plug on us – we’re getting a little sharper and I reckon we got a days’ worth of water in 3 minutes. Not sharp enough to get the rubbish into the skip as well though – we will, we’re learning. G at the back of the lock had a weeks worth of showers!!!!

The monastery at Floreffe with Avalon ahead

Last lock of the day had a breakdown – large ship in the lock, two ahead of us and more piling in all around – 2 hour delay in the rain but Deb reckons I pulled the skip of Tunica who actually helped us get water as we descended in the lock – hoooray, full tank after one load of washing. Sadly the day was a bit diminished by an unfortunate incident with the dogs – not my story to tell.