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Residuals and Birthdays. 24th, 25th May

Lemonroyd Marina and Hackney

Another look through my sketches this morning before I sent a link. Time to forget about panto for day or two. Time to think about how we’d be getting back into the marina tomorrow after a night away. Still no-one had returned Micks phone messages, still no-one had replied to an email he’d sent yesterday, still tumbleweed!

I sent a message to Sarah from NB Honky Tonk, well actually right now they live on Dutch Barge Pheonix. Might they be about tomorrow at around 4pm to be able to let us into the marina? She offered us a spare key and came to meet us at the gate. A quick exchange of greetings and thanks before we were off along the towpath to Woodlesford Station.

From here we headed to Leeds, one stop, the dark red widebeam still moored just above Office Lock on the Leeds Liverpool Canal. Out through the barriers to pick up something for lunch, M&S didn’t do too well, but I found a nice chicken salad. Then onto a train bound for London, time to catch up on a bit of knitting as the countryside whizzed by.

London was busy! It usually is, flashing lights and being funneled out of the station, was something happening, or was this just to accommodate football fans heading to Wembley? A long wait for the No 30 then we could sit back and enjoy the ride towards Hackney. That was until the bus decided to change its destination! Oh well we’ll get the Overground one stop. Nope that was closed for the weekend! Back on the bus, finally reaching our destination.

Today, Saturday, is Jac’s birthday. Big hugs all round and Josh had made a surprise visit for the weekend. Cuppas and chats, followed by exchanging presents. Jac got a mattress topper and some olives from us, Mick got an oil filter wrench and a head band to wear in bed which has flat speakers, so he can keep up with the test matches abroad without having ear buds in.

Glad rags on, and face mask off for Jac, the next guests arrived bang on time. Jane and Kevin, who were over from Australia on a celebratory trip for a significant birthday of Janes earlier in the year. We last saw them in 2022, since then they have married, so there was even more to celebrate. Andrew and I grew up with Jane and her sister Emma, so there was lots to catch up on. Their celebratory trip funded by Inspector Morse, Jane was in an episode and her residual payments from one episode tend to be enough for a trip back to the UK and Europe every few years. A friend of Josh’s, Mia, bobbed in on a break from work to wish Jac a happy birthday. The pub where she works was very quiet this evening, so she managed to get the rest of the night off and came back to join us.

**Pip, Mick, Josh, Mia, Jac, Jane, Andrew and Kevin**

A very lovely evening, with very good company, a huge salmon, apple cake and homemade ice cream and maybe just a little bit too much wine!

Sunday morning there was only really enough time for a cuppa in bed with Ziggy and Finn and a brief chat with Andrew and Jac before we headed to catch our train, it was far too early for us to see Josh! Bus and tube, enough time to buy something to eat for brunch on the train then we were hurtling our way back northwards.

Tilly had looked after the boat well, but was understandably seriously bored!

Time to return the key to Sarah and Phil on Pheonix. We were invited inside for a cuppa, it’s always a bit of a shock going inside a wider boat, soooo much room! They bought Pheonix just over a year ago, Phil is tall and NB Honky Tonk was just a little bit too low when they decided to live onboard full time. NB Honky Tonk is moored on the Trent and Mersey currently and used to cruise further south when there is time.

**A rather good clock on the underground**

We’ve followed each other on Instagram for a few years and recently Sarah was added to the Ladies of Finesse group, so it was really nice to finally meet her and Phil. NB Honky Tonk was launched about a year after Oleanna, so we had quite a few things to chat about in common. Their evening meal was just about ready so we did our best not to disturb it too much and headed back to Oleanna to finalise a supermarket delivery and get something to eat ourselves.

**Kings Cross waiting for our platform**

Still no sign of anyone from Aquavista!

**Bridge over Lemonroyd Marina entrance**

0 locks, 0 miles, 4 trains, 3 buses, 1 tube, 7.32 miles, 51 brisk, 1 birthday party, 2 antipodean visitors, 1 surprise son, 1 lovely evening catching up, 2 much wine, 2 M&S lunches, 1 loaned key, 1 good old chat, 2 boats Tonks, 1 load washing, 2 loads drying, £10 added to our account, 0 Aquavista.

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Make The Most Of The Morning. 23rd May

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Last night She said I should make the most of this morning. When she opened up the covers I could see that the big fat boat that had been behind us had moved their outside along with the woofer, brilliant I could now make the most of the morning.

Trees to climb, friendly cover to explore, pouncing scratching everything! Then I remembered that there was a box of fresh Dreamies to sample, they are far better when fresh out of the pack, so I returned before heading off again, leaving She to swirl with her pencil.

I worked my way through my notes, more sketches, different versions of scenes. Would I now have an improved storyboard? After three hours I decided that it was time Tilly returned, there was an hours grace should she be a busy cat. I stepped out onto the towpath and called several times, thinking she’d have gone to where the wide beam had been sat the last few days as there were trees to climb. I was about to give up when out she popped from back where we’d been moored last week. She trotted along towards me the morning now over, it was time to close the doors, shore leave would now be canceled.

An hour later Mick arrived. The roof completed yesterday, the scaffolders had returned this morning, this time Mick would let them take it down. Now we need the decorator to return to paint the bit of guttering he’d not managed to reach when the lean to was in the way. He’d been hoping to make use of the scaffolding, so he’ll now need to bring a ladder. The roofers still need to return to tidy up after themselves but that will be after the weekend. So we are now back on schedule, phew!

This morning I’d sent a message ahead to boaters we’ve actually yet to meet in person. They moor at Lemonroyd Marina where we have booked in for a few days. Currently there is no manager here and trying to get an answer from anyone who works for Aquavista is proving impossible. Sarah from NB Honky Tonk messaged me back with the location of our berth, there had been an Aquavista person about this morning, but would they still be about by the time we arrived?

We made ready to push off. The rain from a couple of nights ago had loosened up the stickyickyness on our covers, one side got a rinse down, the other side will have to wait. I walked ahead to work the lock as Mick brought Oleanna behind. We swapped with a boat coming up Woodlesford Lock and then descended. Sun shining, it was good to be moving again, we’re so not used to staying put for so long.

A right into the marina, then we followed the directions we’d been given by Sarah to our mooring. A much longer pontoon than we’ve had here before. Our welcoming committee a Pied Wagtail. A hunt round for someone to give us a key to the gate proved pointless. Currently there is no manager here, we’ve met the new one at Bank Dole Lock a few weeks ago, but I don’t think he starts until next month. So for this evening one of us needs to stay inside the gate to let the other one back in. Thankfully last year when we stayed here we set up an account to be able to use the hook up, we still had some credit left so plugged ourselves in.

More work putting images together ready to send to John. I’m going to sleep on them before sending them, I think they are an improvement from the last lot.

The last of the 100th birthday pork in a peppery paprika pork was washed down with a couple of glasses of wine this evening. Tomorrow we’ll sus out how to escape the marina, but more importantly how to get back in!

1 lock, 1.5 miles, 1 brisk minute walking, not even a mile, 1 story board just about done, 3 quality hours of shore leave, 1 roof finished, 0 scaffolding.

Propelling Pencil. 21st May

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**Comparing the depth of stage to the length or Oleanna**

A day of waiting, walking and eventually, (if I’m honest to myself) notes I knew would be coming my way from Chippy. My mind had been a touch preoccupied last week and my ideas and sketches came out a bit straight laced. So a touch of a rethink and time to get my pencil to flow more. Time for curves and swirls!

Two walks today, up the canal and up a steep bank over the railway line. This later one has possibly given me more of a hobble!

I think the chap on one boat is the wood carver at Woodlesford as his roof is covered in wooden crows, owls and other birds. The swan neck is suitably apt.

The roofers managed to get 3/4 tiled today. Tomorrow they hope to get finished, which would be great. Mick exchanged his birthday fleece for a smaller size, maybe he’s lost weight too!

Tilly was dismayed when her pot of Dreamies became empty!

***The lid won’t go on so I’d best help level them out !***

But the cat treat pixie came up trumps and refilled it. Good job there’s a delivery for Tilly arriving at the house soon.

0 lock, 0 miles, 0 time to write a proper list, 1 pencil needing propelling across paper.

Orange Tips. 19th May

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The roofers arrived this morning and stripped off the other end of the roof. There used to be a couple of windows on this section but we’ve decided that they didn’t really serve any purpose for 99.9% of the time as they were in the roof space rather than the room and we’d rather have a water tight top to the house. Mick got the chance to stick his head through where there was once roof and see if he could see the sea. I think he needed a little bit more height to achieve that.

By mid afternoon the hammering stopped and the world fell silent, the roofers had insulated, membraned, battened up and added a gully where there should have been one between us and our next door neighbours concrete roof tiles. Next job will be to tidy up. Mick has helped them a bit by chopping up some of the old wooden battens and saving them for fire wood.

Here on Oleanna, Tilly came and went whilst I got on with finishing off my sketches for the panto storyboard. These were then scanned, trimmed, put into order, descriptions written, references added and emailed off to John in the afternoon. I could do with a speedy reply and I’m aware that I omitted to add in obligatory crates and barrels into the Market scene. There’s always a market scene! We’ll see what John thinks.

Tilly was gone for quite some time, I went out to check on her, walking straight down to the tree of refuge. As I called there was no reply so I worked my way back towards Oleanna, where opposite the side hatch I could just her a faint meow from deep inside the friendly cover. Friendly cover! That is serious obsticle course, danger deep mud, entanglement! You need a PHD in catness to work your way through that stuff. She managed to work her way through eventually popping out and requiring a good wash before returning for some more outside world.

Today I opted to walk down to Lemonroyd Lock, the path on what feels like the offside of the canal is tarmaced and lined with young oak trees. The sun was warming the world up again. Male Orange Tip Butterflies sat on flowers, one decided I was quite a nice perch too. There is an old gravel works wharf that you have to walk round, here Red Hot Pokers rose from the banks.

On the river side there are two wiers, one just a small drop, the other makes up the depth of Lemonroyd Lock. The new rowing club, that on the CRT notice suggests it’s a years trail, seems to be quite large with getting on for 8 sturdy containers all painted dark green and surrouded by fencing. A group from a local academy school were warming up on the bank before climbing aboard. They certainly give the impression they are here to stay.

Down at the lock todays watch from the local Fire Brigade were having a look at things, presumably should they ever need to rescue anyone. The water point was back in action, a wide beam busy watering thier flower pots and topping up their tank. A lovely walk there and back, sadly still with a hobble.

The afternoon was spent doing some secret wrapping. Tilly helped. Then I had to help her adjust the card she’d got for Mick. Normally we have to hide in the bedroom to do this, but today we had the luxury of using the dinette table. Some secret baking was postponed til the morning as the butter was too hard to cream with sugar. Here’s hoping the morning warms up to help.

0 locks, 0 miles, 16 sketches, 22 references, 1 email, 1 Designer waiting for 1 Director, 3.78 miles walked, 63 minutes briskly, 4 presents, 1 cat card adjusted, 1 cake on hold, 1 roof prepped ready for new tiles.

Turkey, Or Confused Cat. 18th May

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No that’s not a cockerel. Was it what I thought it was? I pulled up a recording of the bird in question. Yep a turkey gobbling away across the cut somewhere. We’d heard sheep last week, but not this funny noise. It turns out there is a poultry farm just across the way.

It’s boring listening to them all on the tippy tappy screen, so I went out to explore. She says they talked about disapearing messages, pick ‘n’ mix moral boosters and presidential hats. I got on with far more important things, friend hunting.

Tom came out to find me, they wanted to move the outside to find a tap. I was about to olbige when a rude woofer ran at me and was SO loud! So so Rude!!! To get as far away as possible I made use of a tree. The woofer’s She kept on going totally NOT in control of her woofer! Even ruder, doesn’t she know that towpaths are for everyone, including cats!

Tom came and chatted. I shouted back to him, I think he’s a little hard of hearing. He disapeared. My polite She came to chat. We chatted as I got down from the tree, but I felt my buisness wasn’t quite finished for the morning, so I headed along the towpath, only to come across two cyclists. RUN AWAY!!!! That tree was handy again.

She talked to me, I disagreed with her, shouting my replies. She walked away, but where too? Hang on where was Oleanna?! Oleanna wasn’t there!!!

I shouted and shouted and SHOUTED!!!

If only you’d follow me Tilly you’d find Oleanna! I didn’t believe her, She was lying! All the smells pointed to an empty stretch of towpath, She’d stolen Oleanna. I shouted to Toms and Shes that passed. She said I was being embarrasing. NO I wasn’t! Someone had stolen my home!

She arrived with a chair and sat down looking straight at me. Now where had She got the chair from?! We chatted for a little while, then I needed to check the chair was ours, a good sniff was required. Down the tree, mostly forwards, a mistake.

As soon as she got near she was picked up and returned to Oleanna where she’d left it. Lots of head nudges and purring, Tilly had got confused following her own scent back to where we’d been yesterday and got herself into a right tizzy. NO I HADN’T!!!!

We winded and headed for the water point. I realised that the new Thyme plant wasn’t as self sufficient in hot weather as the other plants and was looking like it had dehydrated itself. It got a good soaking in a sink whilst at the tap, here’s hoping it works.

The tap was made the most of, a refresh of Tillys pooh box and a shower for me. All rubbish disposed of too. We winded again, headed to just beyond where we’d been earlier to wind with more space for comfort before pulling back in where we’d been last night, just facing the other way. How to totally confuse your boat cat. Tilly didn’t stray far, infact she was a sleep for most of the afternoon. What do you expect after all that stress you’d put me through! Thought you hadn’t got into a tizzy Tilly!

Time to start work again, those sketches wouldn’t do themselves. Scans, more sketches, I just needed some pritstick now. A walk to Londis didn’t come up trumps, neither did the Co-op, so I’ve had to make do with little dabs of pva.

Mick headed off to catch a train back to Scarborough to see if there would be any roofers tomorrow, and I cracked on with work, only pausing to have something to eat. I finally called it a day at just gone 10pm, still a few bits left to do in the morning.

0 locks, 0.3 miles, 3 winds, 1 a touch too tight, 1 confused cat, 2 many outsides, 5 minutes in a chair, 7.5 hours work, 3 trains, 0 pritstick, 1 turkey, maybe more.

Stickyickyness. 17th May

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With Mick being home (boat home) today it was a day for chores and not for work.

The yellow water tank needed emptying and then disposing of thoughtfully. The washing machine was put to use as I’d been good at keeping my water usage to a minimum last week we could do this without moving to the waterpoint.

**A rare sight, Mick about to wash the boat!**

The next thing was to try to give Oleanna a good wash to get ride of the stickickyness she’s accumilated over the last week, plus that still present from our stay in York. Mick pulled us along a boat length from under the none shade giving stickyicky trees.

Sweeping down the roof wasn’t really an option as the stickyickyness was just clinging onto everything. We opted to use canal water to wash her down, not the cleanest, but certainly better than hogging a water point in times of near drought! Yorkshire Water are considering imposing a hose pipe ban.

Mick sluiced down the roof, as I started to wash down the cabin sides with the blue brush the Canal Gods of the South gave us years ago. The first passing of the brush revealed just how much dirt was sticking to the cabin side. The second lifted it, the third rinsed it all off. Not a full shampoo and set, but it will do for us.

The most important bit to have a good wash were the solar panels. At the beginnning of last week they’d kept up with my power needs very well, but as time went on, plus the cloud cover won’t have helped, I’d been needing to run the engine for a while to top up the batteries, so not just for hot water.

**Tilly, you’re not really helping much in there are you!**

Port side done, it was time to get the second mate back on board and spin Oleanna round. Tilly obliged in being picked up and popped inside. The engine started, we untied leaving the chains in position and span Oleanna round 180 degrees.

Oh Blimey! This side hadn’t been touched since we’d got stickyickynessed in York. Birds and tree sap had all done their worst, then this last weeks stickickyness had led to stickyickyness dribbles down the cabin side. Eww!

We repeated the sluicing down of the roof and cabin sides. Four passes over with the brush were needed to lift the grime. Then there was the bird poo! These we really should have attended to sooner. Baked on hard requiring a good soak and repetative scrubbing. The cream and blue paint beneath having crazed revealing little veins of the white undercoat! Good job we’re getting a repaint! Also something to keep on top of once we’ve spent the money on it!

Every windows got a good clean too, no longer frosted, I can be nosy again.

Mick gave the pram cover a soaking. He then got told off as the stickyickyness dribbled down the cabin side I’d just cleaned! The horns needed a wipe over and then the cratch glazing. Other doors and hatches could wait, we were pooped and wanting lunch.

After half an hour I could already spot the first signs of sap landing on the windows. Time to move again. Tilly was encouraged back on board and we did a leap frog past the next boat where the nearest trees are a distance away.

We had a walk/hobble up to Lidl to do a restock. A chicken made it into our trolley, a roast tonight to be enjoyed with a glass or two of wine. The whirligig went on the tiller making the most of todays sunshine to dry the washing.

This evening Mick had a look at the first draft of winter stoppages, especially on the South Oxford Canal. When I start work at Chippy it is before the winter works start and in past years there have been stoppages that have meant Oleanna has needed to be quite a distance north before panto opens. I think last time we were on the boat Mick had to high tail it to Rugby. This year (so far) it looks like there will be works at Somerton Deep and Dashwood Locks before Christmas. This means Oleanna will need to be north of these, so Banbury which isn’t too bad so long as I can catch the last 488 at weekends to get home for a night or two.

The rest of our trip northwards looks pretty good too. Only one stoppage at Barton Turns on the Trent and Mersey which opens for Christmas, so not holding us up. Our choice of route avoiding rivers as much as possible so they won’t hold us up reaching Redhill on the River Soar. If needs be we can sit out high levels and then at short notice make a dash for the Soar and Oleanna’s repaint. Fingers crossed the stoppages on our route stay this way through the next rounds of consulations.

0 locks, 100ft, 1 wind, 1 slightly confused cat, 1 sightly dizzy cat, 3 outsides, 1 non stickicky boat, 1 fridge full again, 1 roast chicken, 3.17 miles, 42 minutes.

Where’s Platform TBC? 15th May

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Alarm clock set for early o’clock I was awake well before it. Time to do my stretches, have breakfast and head to Woodlesford Station to catch the 7:14 to Leeds. There I swapped trains, destination Scarborough. It was cold on the Aire and Calder but it would be colder in Scarbados!

Trains are not such a good place to try to do some sketching, but at least I got one idea down on paper before we pulled in.

I arrived at my GP’s ready for a blood test well before I was due, then headed straight for the house, the roofers were actually there and had stripped back one half of it. No insulation found so that would be added as they worked to put a new membrane and battens on. They had finished those jobs by 11:30 and that was it for the day! Mick has reminded them that we need the scaffolding down by a certain date and dates are fixed with new lodgers due! Their reply was it wouldn’t be a problem.

I logged in to a Teams meeting to meet a potential propsmaker. They came across really well and had been the best of the applicants on paper despite their young age. They reminded me of myself at a similar stage in my carreer.

Next I put on my Theatrical Landlady hat and worked my way through a mountain of bed linen. Mick pottered in the garden some more. We’ve a rather good display of yellow poppies this year, the newly slatted garden benches have now been bleached by the sunshine so have lost their honey glow.

In the afternoon I walked to the other side of the valley to my new dentist. Xrays, a scale and polish. She doesn’t want to see me again for 6 to 9 months, so I’ve opted for a date when we should be back in the house which is inbetween.

A walk across Spa Bridge to see the sea, not as good as when Bridget and Storm visited last week! But hey at least I could see the sea this time. Some secret shopping was required in town before climbing back onboard a train to head back to Oleanna.

At Leeds I headed for the second train home. On platform 17a the display said there would be a platform alteration. A Mum and teenage girl looked at the display, Mum looked down at her phone as her daughter asked, ‘Where’s platform TBC?’

Tilly had had a very boring day, at least I didn’t stick to the boat though!

Tomorrow it’s back to work proper.

0 locks, 0 miles, 4 trains, 3.5 hours of roofers, 0.25 roof removed, 2 samples, 2 hours ironing, 1 sketch, 1 scale and polish, 3 xrays, 1 thumbs up, 1 sea, 1 parcel, 1 purchase, not £25,000,000 for Kirkham Priory (can be seen from the train),1 bored cat, 1 propsmaker? 6.5 miles hobbled, 59 minutes briskly.

Beastly Brain Ache. 14th May

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The roofers delivered various ladders to the house today. Their van was still not mended, but they promised to arrive early tomorrow. Mick happened to be out buying a visor so that he could trim away the undergrowth that is taking over the garden again. If only the gardener who’d come round in February had actually come good! If only the roofers would get started with the roof!

On Oleanna I got on with trying to sort out just where abouts things should be positioned on stage. Shapes and the overall look of everything put on the back burner for a while until I’d worked out the formula for the hanging plot (which flying bars scenery gets hung on).

As Tilly went out I noticed she walked around the edge of the stern. As she lifted each paw she gave it a flick as she does when things are wet or muddy. Gosh the stern was looking very shiny. Later on I stepped on it myself and I think I managed to lift some of the paint, it sticking to the soles of my shoes! I gave it a good wash down with canal water to stop it being SO sticky. Shade is one thing, not that it does much on the mooring, but we’re going to need a drive through boat wash very soon, otherwise we’ll all be like flies stuck to fly paper!!

My walk today was up to Woodlesford Station, to see how long it would take me to hobble there, the timing factored into tomorrows schedule, an early start required. I didn’t go much further just a look at the pub and the church next door which turned out to look more like a private residence with curtains swagged in the windows and a big gate baring entry.

The afternoon I sketched out some groundplans, translating the hanging plot onto a groundplan is always a brain ache for panto. If you nudge that bit upstage then there will be big holes visible into the wings. But reducing gaps can mean there’s not enough room to get things on and off stage. This is a big problem in such a small theatre as Chippy, the audience sit right up to the proscenium arch, so they can see all the way into the wings, but not see anything on their side of the stage. If you ever go, don’t be tempted by these seats, not unless all you want to do is be seen by the audience!

Then there’s the problem of where to put the musicians! I really preffered it when they were in the auditorium, but for some reason they have to be on stage again this year. They either take up acting area or storage room for scenery and props.

I did get to the point of doing some sketches of how things might look, there’s still plenty more of that to come.

0 locks, 0 miles, 1 story hanging plot, 10 ground plans, 15 storyboard blanks, 4 drawn up, 1 sticky stern, 4 flicks of paws, 2nd helping of Yaxni, 2 hours knitting.

370 Pins Later. 13th May

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No need for an alarm clock this morning, Off Roader came past at 6:45, it was going slowly but still the size of it doesn’t half make Oleanna bump about a bit. When I next woke up I turned my phone off airplane mode only for it to ring immediatly! It was Frank asking me to do a bit of his medical PA work. Phone numbers were exchanged only for me to find out the number was incorrect, someone would have to wait a little while longer to hear the news from Frank. The day would be peppered with messages and phone calls on behalf of Frank who yesterday had keyhole surgery and by the end of today was tucking himself up in his own bed at home.

**I couldn’t see a cut on the back of the tyre**

Tilly was given shore leave and vanished for a few hours only to return when I’d just got going on my first Teams meeting with John in Chippy regarding panto. John and I caught up on news and how he felt last years panto had gone. The Chippy audience are a vocal lot and the local crowd had found Cinderella set in Columbia the year before a step too far. So John’s choice of twists to story lines are a little more traditional at the moment. Beauty and the Beast is still set in a foreign country though, closer to home in France in the 1890’s.

The meeting went well, we chatted through all the scenes, what was needed for each along with what wasn’t needed. My 335 photos were appreciated , favourites pulled out and taken note of. Two locations were altered requiring me to do a bit more research after our meeting, my pinterest board now having 370 images pinned to it.

I needed a walk to think things over, so opted to walk towards Leeds in the sunshine. Pacing and thinking is good along with looking at the scenery. Two ladies sped past me as I hobbled along, I suspect they were out doing the same thing but without an injured calf. I did better than I thought I would, just hope I haven’t pushed my calf too much today.

In Scarborough with no roofers due today, Mick opted to get on the bus up to Whitby. This was a very popular route and as it went through places like Goathland it even had a recorded commentary for the passengers. Then onto another bus to bring him back over the moors past Fylingdales where the giant golf balls used to be when I was a kid. He opted to hop off the bus in Thornton le Dale a very pretty village with a stream running through it, and caught a more direct bus back to Scarborough. He had a phone call confirming a booking at a marina we’d been waiting to hear about too. A jolly day out on the North Yorkshire Moors.

**Ready to start sketching in the morning**

I made contact with the costume designer for panto and had a bit of a chat with Paul the Technical Manager, he’s considering purchasing a narrowboat in the next few years, so I suspect there will be lots of boaty conversation when I’m in Chippy. The printer decided to have a wobble, but I got things to print out in the end. Blanks for sketch groundplans and a blank for the storyboard. With these done I decided to give myself the evening off rather than getting only so far into the next phase before bedtime.

0 locks, 0 miles, 4 hours shore leave for 1 cat, 90 minutes for 1 human, 2.94 miles walked, 52 minutes briskly, 7 hours at work, 370 pins, 2 new locations, 0 new flying bars, 0 roofers! 1 Frank at home 2 days earlier than suggested.

Houses In The Woods. 12th May

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A day of work and opening and closing doors and hatches for Tilly to come and go. She wasn’t too bad and with the heat of the day she mostly stayed asleep either on top of the drawing board slot or the bed. I think I should feature in panto this year! What do you think?

First thing was to open as many windows as I could, get some cool air into the boat. I suceeded and ended up having to wear a jumper until lunchtime, but I’m sure it made for a cooler day at the office overall. This mooring isn’t as shaded as the one we tried earlier plus it has the disadvantage of sticky overhanging trees, so it’s a good job I’d not got round to giving Oleanna a good old wash down.

The morning was spent re-reading Act 1 of the script, then looking out for more references. The afternoon was the same for Act 2. All references were put on Pinterest a handy tool, but from past experience if you share your boards with someone you may not end up looking at the same picture as they get jumbled up. So much of the evening was spent thinning them down in number and downloading them into a folder to share with John.

I’ve a few ideas formulating. Last time I did some sketches before our first meeting, then had to redo quite a lot of the work after talking to John, so I’ve held back from that so far, hopefully tomorrows meeting will be a good one and then I can get sketching.

In house news, the roofers arrived, delivered some materials, then went off to finish another job! Later in the day Mick heard their van had broken down so they’d be back with us on Wednesday morning. Mick believes them.

Six boats have been past all day. The first I knew was coming as Oleanna started to move about a LOT. It could only have been Off Roader. I’m kind of glad we moved moorings as she would have just started to pick up speed where we were before, so the wash would have been much bigger.

Two boats pulled out from near our mooring. I strongly suspect one of them has a separating toilet and had off loaded their yellow water bottle very close to Oleanna’s side hatch this morning! I’m hoping the smell doesn’t return tomorrow.

After lunch I went to stretch my legs and walk up the other side of the cut to see what a garden area was all about. Carved Gruffalos, the donkey from Puss in Boots. Further along the path there were houses in amongst the trees. Add to that seed filled snow drifts, it was really quite magical. I managed a few brisk hobbles before I got back to the boat, but nowhere near my usual. My calf just needs to take it easy for a while.

0 locks, 0 miles, 6 boats, 1 big bugger, 327 pins, 300 copied,1 hour of PA conversations, 1 FRIEND, 4 hours shore leave, 1.46 miles, 14 minutes brisk, 1 pile of roofing stuff, 0 roofer, 1 pair of socks hand delivered, 1 cat trying to pose for panto.

Narrowboat Oleanna

Travels of Narrowboat Oleanna

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