Dirty deeds at canal…
One of the major advantages of living on a boat is to be oft under a John Constable sky.
Another advantage is that when the neighbours are “less than optimal”, as they sometimes are, I can change my neighbours.
Doubtless many folk are thankful that they enjoy the same facility whenever I oik up somewhere near them.
Yesterday was one such occasion. There I was, moored merrily, when the boat behind me moved off …and two different boats moved in, cuddling up like eighteen-tonne meerkats.
The first to appear moored up with their stern just inside the paint on my bow – and after seeing to their ropes promptly restarted their engine and then proceeded to dump all of their domestic rubbish onto the towpath. There is nowhere near those moorings to dispose of rubbish, so doubtless it was to be a pretty towpath landscape feature for…
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