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The following morning we awoke to a beautiful misty morning with Casey May Too leaving at 9.15 followed by Temujin and MR at 9.45. We caught up CMT waiting for the second lock of the day and joined them through the locks.

We knew we were likely to reach the last lock before our Corbie mooring about 5 minutes before lunchtime so expected to wait. However, the incredibly genial lockie not only spoke English to us (the first), but said he would lock us through. As we left the lock, I thanked him and said that now it was time for him to eat; his response was incredible; he said that he was unlikely to get lunch as he had other boats coming through!!!!! I tell you, you could have knocked me over with a feather.

The misty start had turned into a beautiful day as we just managed to squeeze into the last spot behind the lovely ‘Vagabond’ and a French cruiser – the occupants of the latter didn’t look amused by our proximity and, for a moment, I thought we were going to have another ‘Scotch Mist’ incident, but they contained themselves to just looking unhappy. Temujin breasted up for a BBQ later and we were joined for beers by Stuart and Adrian. Casey May Too carried on after watering as there was more rain forecast and they wanted to push up as far as possible before the stream increased.

It was so hot that even Daisy had to find shade – lovely. Temujin dropped back when the cruiser moved the next day and Kurt and Bente pulled onto the other moorings by the lock in Aslaug.

Thursday turned out to be another holiday, but I found out in time to dash to the food store before they closed at 12.30 – they were only closed for one afternoon, but the queues in there were like Tesco’s on new year’s eve. So bad, in fact, that they actually opened 5 of the 7 checkouts (instead of the usual 1; or 2 on a Saturday.

Friday Bente rang to say they were taking the car off, as I’d asked if I could take photos for me and Kevin Too. Pictures in the next blog.