No news from Redhill this week. The way Tom had written his message last Sunday suggested that he was unlikely to be about, maybe he and his family had headed off on holiday before the schools go back.
A birthday card for my cousin Ian
In Scarborough we planned to see Handbagged for a second time, sadly late afternoon I got the indications that I was in for a migraine! Luckily tickets hadn’t been booked and the evening was spent sitting quite still and taking pills.
Tuesday questions came through from the people who we are wanting to print cloths for panto, my brain wasn’t functioning too well, so I passed this on to the Production Manager to answer. I’m still not sure if she’s been in touch with them. I got confirmation through that my digs have been booked in Chippy, although with no contact details for my new host. Very sadly the host I stayed with last year, Rachel, passed away just before Christmas, so instead of being in the old bakehouse with the ghosts, I’ll be staying in a modern house with Spiderman keeping me safe whilst I sleep.
Tilly getting back into tree climbing ready for being back on the boat
A hire car was sorted for Wednesday afternoon, we opted to have it for a week with the hope that with three trips to Oleanna we’d be able to move everything back without too much problem. First job once we had wheels was to check on prescriptions for Frank and deliver any that had gone rogue. Then drop off the camp beds we’d borrowed when the house was extremely full of lodgers and ourselves.
Dinette cushions were loaded into the car followed by bags of possessions and then smart clothes for a party in the south.
The two and a half hour drive to Redhill turned into nearer three and a half due to the torrential rain and accidents on the M1. We ended up doing a detour and approaching Ratcliffe-on-Soar Power Station from the other side, the cooling towers suddenly looming out from the low cloud.
Redundant rollers now our neighboring boat has gone
At the paint shed the shutters were down. Bertie was chatting to someone about our neighbouring boat. A few last minute bits for him to do, then the roller door was raised ready for the boat to exit and be launched. Have to say our thoughts were, ‘why isn’t that us?!’ After all, we’d been in the shed a few more weeks than them!
We had a walk through Oleanna. Our plan had been to do a deeper clean in a couple of areas, dinette and under the bed so that we could offload and stow some of our stuff. The final hoover through the boat by the painters was still to come. We could have done it ourselves, but Oleanna wasn’t hooked up, we’d need power from elsewhere and now the tractor had arrived to pull the other boat out of the shed. I decided there was too much for us to clean to be able to leave the dinette cushions on the dinette, and after all why should we do a job we were paying someone else to do.
Cupboards were checked for space in the bedroom. I managed to stow a few bags of things and then the remaining bags were left on the bed, everything enclosed away from dust. The dinette cushions would now need bending to squeeze into the boot to allow us to have passengers tomorrow, but that job could wait.
Rain water on the gunnels from the leaking shed
I had a good look round Oleanna, making notes of a few places where things would need touching up. Nothing unexpected, a little bit of overspray on the cream, one or two places where the tape hasn’t stopped the paint from bleeding.
Stern locker lids now with a wood surround
The new locker lids are just as we’d wanted. They will now need a few coats of varnish to keep them waterproof. But now the surrounding paintwork will be far less likely to get marked when accessing the lockers. If marks now appear, it will be down to operator error and deserve a telling off!
Sat on a bench next to Oleanna were all the external fittings ready to go back on Oleanna. We added to it the new lockable diesel cap we’ve finally remembered to bring down. We’ve wanted one of these from before Oleanna was built, but it was one of those things Finesse didn’t do.
There’s quite a list of jobs
A sheet of paper had Tom’s list of jobs on it. It’s quite a long list. Some won’t take long, others will. My guestimate means she won’t be ready to go back in the water just after the bank holiday as had been suggested, but we’d already known that. There was a suggestion that some items were on order, replacing fittings so Oleanna would look smarter.
We had lunch at the cafe. Sadly the cafe is closing sometime in September, the lady who runs it is heading off to do new things. I wonder if anyone else will take it over, or will that be the end of a very handy cafe riverside?
Unloading the car in the shelter of the paint shed
Back at the paint shed we managed a brief chat with Bertie. He thought the jobs list will take them a couple of days to complete. Nothing would happen over the weekend or Friday as he is an organiser for the vintage vehicle rally over the weekend. Hopefully people will still come despite the rain! The other boat was back in the water but a bilge pump was required to help keep up with the amount of rain, so we left Bertie to it.
A soggy view of Loughborough Basin
Back in the car we drove to Loughborough Travelodge for the night. Our room overlooked the basin and a building site where it looks like a tall building will be going up. The pontoons were surrounded by pennywort and there wasn’t a boat in sight.
I headed off for a walk to Queen’s Park. The museum closed for the day, but I had chance to admire the lovely little tower at the library, try to make out the bandstand underneath all the hanging baskets. I chatted to the birds in the aviary and listened to the bells chiming in the Carillion and bell tower. Loughborough was the home to the foundry which made the Great Paul, E-flat bourdon bell that hangs in St Pauls.
I wiggled my way round streets, found a few restaurants we might visit and checked out menus. Thankfully, the rain had now passed and I didn’t get wet.
The Sock Man of Loughborough
We chose to eat at a Turkish Restaurant, Antalya Kitchen. A huge basket of bread arrived which Mick filled himself up on, followed by lamb and chicken kebabs with rice and salad. All very nice and we didn’t really mind that they didn’t have an alcohol licence as we’d got a bottle back at the hotel. We were offered a complimentary Turkish tea, but they didn’t do decaff, so we turned it down. I asked if we could call in in the morning then we’d try it. Shortly before we left, the chap turned up with a container of tea for us to make it at home.
Back at the hotel just in time before the thunder and lightening started. We compared notes with Brian on NB Harnser who was moored in Coventry, the storm arriving with us around about an hour after they’d had the deluge.
Very nice food, we’ll come back
Friday morning we headed into M&S food hall to find things for breakfast and then set off to drive south. The satnav wanted us to do one route, but Mick had had his eyes on another. This meant skirting round Coventry, having deluges of rain hit us as we arrived in the Cotswolds, sitting in a LONG line of traffic at Stow on the Wold with people heading to Feastival a festival involving Michelin starred chefs!
A rendezvous at a B&B to pick up Andrew and Jac in the torrential rain, not helped by having to rearrange the car for them to have seats to sit on, then we drove the mile to my cousins house where there was to be an 80th birthday lunch for Ian.
The birthday boy Ian
We were here a few years ago for the Royal International Air Tatoo as their garden is half a mile away from the runway at Fairford. That day we couldn’t hear anything said as planes soared over head. This year there hasn’t been an airshow due to the base being used for bombing missions in Iran, the runway was too full of B52 bombers. Thankfully they have all left, but during the day we did have a few occasions of planes taking off and stopping the conversation.
Wonderful food, well it was a Leckenby do!
It’s been around 42 years since I’ve seen Jo, my cousins son, he has shot since he was 3 years old, up to around 7ft! He was a very good bbq chef, cooking some wonderful lamb cutlets and gorgeous steaks. Salads came out of our ears as did meringues and strawberries followed by cheese as a birthday cake. A very good afternoon with family and their friends. We were grilled about boating by one of Ian’s friends who has recently had a narrowboating holiday and he now wants to do more, we suggested share boats if he didn’t want to buy his own.
Cheers!
As guests left, family hunkered down with a few more carafes of wine in the marquee chatting away until almost 10pm. We dropped the London Leckenbys back at their B&B and then headed to Faringdon for that night’s Travelodge. This one had a cafe, bar and the room was actually cool, but it also came with boy racers in the car park!
Breakfast consumed, no gf bread so I made up for it with hash browns from the buffet. Then we called in at Waitrose for a sandwich for lunch. Course was set for Scarborough. We considered stopping to look at the vintage vehicles at Redhill, but as we approached it was peeing it down again, so we opted for a pit stop a little further along the M1.
Alex is always welcome
Now we wonder when our next visit to Redhill should be. Tuesday or Wednesday? An early phone call on Tuesday is needed to see if it’s worth a trip or not. Here’s hoping the leaks in the paint shed don’t delay the anti-slip from going onto the gunnels.
Landing access returned
Today, Sunday, we’ve waved goodbye to Alex, Angie and Polly their woofer, Handbagged is now moving to Theatre Clwyd for a couple of weeks. The barrier separating the two houses has been removed now Polly has headed home and Tilly has reclaimed the other side of the house. We’ve moved living rooms freeing up space for our other lodger who has been happy to share one side of the house with us, Anna now has more space than she knows what to do with. We’ve arranged to meet up with her in the kitchen later today.
0 locks, 0 miles, 1 hire car for a week, 1 filthy boat, 1 boot full of cushions, 1 brother and sister-in-law squashed in there too, 2 days or 1 week? 0 neighbour, 2 Travelodges, 80th birthday, 4 cats, 3 woofers, 2 horses, 2 goats, 21 people, 2 much to eat and drink, 1 marquee held down by human weight, B1’s, 1 year since proposal, 4 hash browns, 1 spoonful of egg, 2 wet for cars, 5 now down to 3, 1 cat free to roam, 1 boat’s tentative smile returned.
Monday we sent a message asking when it might be possible to start moving things back on board, would this be the week it would happen?
Don’t be daft!!!
Anti-slipped
The roof was anti slipped, all the mushroom vents masked off, edges taped and the gritty paint applied.
Tom wasn’t 100% happy with how the blue on the bow and stern bulkheads had dried, the hot weather having speeded up the drying process, so it had gone a touch matt. When we were there a little while ago, I’d mentioned that the blue on the bow bulkhead didn’t look as shiny as that on the bow, at least Tom agreed. There was a choice between cut and polishing the blue, or give it a sand back and respray. The latter was chosen for a better use of time and to stop the top coats becoming thin.
Tuesday the masking on the roof had been removed and Matt the solar chap must have visited as on Wednesday morning we were sent photos of the solar panels installed on the roof. Cables held down by magnets.
The boat was then masked off again to respray the bulkheads and by 5:30pm we had photos through from Tom showing how much shinier they were.
Thursday morning all the masking was removed, including the brown paper that has been keeping the blacking black. The first sight of Oleanna in her new livery. Very nice. The tiller was also painted in the three colours.
Zooming in on the photos I could see that the cratch board is still to be sanded and varnished and there was no sign of any anti slip on the gunnels yet.
We sent a message asking if there was a plan for the remaining jobs including a time scale for which they’d be happening. Would we be able to move things back on board, stay over and be there for her to go back in the water?
Friday came and we nudged Tom for an answer. It was his son’s birthday, so he’d rightly been busy with celebrations. There was a list of some of the remaining jobs, we checked he’d got repainting the lockers on his list. He could see us climbing back on board mid to late next week with Oleanna being launched after the bank holiday weekend. He’d give us a call tomorrow as he’d be down at the paint shed.
Rain, we’ve had rain!
An invoice arrived from Matt for the solar. Of course we can’t check if it works until we’re out in daylight! The fuse for the panels has been added on the roof as there is no space for it in the electrics cupboard.
So we started to make plans around next week, adding in a trip to the south, which had been another destination we’d aimed to go to by boat. Canal time eh! I went for a walk to think about the logistics of hiring a car/van, when should we get it from and for how long? We’d need it before the weekend and after, but not during. The hire car we’d arranged from East Midlands Airport would now need cancelling, or should we keep it as it could be returned on Saturday afternoon? This would not be possible if we hired anything from Scarborough.
Half price steak!
We had several possible plans, but would need confirmation from Tom before we went ahead and booked anything.
Saturday morning we decided which plan we preferred and relayed it to Tom. This would involve us moving things onto the boat one day, staying overnight and then heading south from Redhill, returning the following week for the launch with more of our possessions, then a third trip to return our second mate back to her floating home.
Second Mate and Design Assistant Tilly
Unfortunately, the day we’d planned is also a day when the base plate is likely to be sprayed. So the paint will be gassing overnight, so it wouldn’t be possible for us to stay overnight. However, we could drop things off at the boat that day. We’ll book ourselves a Travelodge somewhere nearby, which will be cheaper than the fuel to return to Scarborough only to drive southwards again the following day.
Pete the joiner has done the locker lids and the inspection hatch, although we’ve not had photos, but they are more jobs off the list.
A new painting started
So we gradually inch closer. We’d rather it was quicker, and we’d rather know which day Oleanna will go back in the water as there are hire cars and Tilly to think about. The only fortunate thing about not going back in the water until after the Bank Holiday is that our new licence will start close to the start of a month rather than having to pay for the full month of August and only achieving a few days afloat.
Anyone got an old hook up I could have please?
In panto news, new prices have come in for the printing of cloths, 2/3rds the previous quote. A new version of part of the set will come in cheaper. We’ve given the go ahead to Jamie to build the show before he got offered another job.
Zooming away the day!
I’ve had a full day of props meetings with Helen who is the main props person this year and then Min who has lots of things to make at home for one very busy scene. Hopefully soon I will know if we’re on budget. Late on Friday, draft four of the script arrived, just as I thought I was ticking off the last few jobs I needed to do. Well at least I’ll be able to find the time to read it now.
There has been more walking and catching up with friends. Mick planned to visit Headingley on Saturday for the fourth day of the test match with Pakistan. Unfortunately play ended on Friday, fortunately England won and Mick will get a refund on his ticket.
Is chilled medication going out of fashion?!
So we continue to wait. The boxes I’d packed a month ago, have now been raided and will need repacking. At least we’ll be here to reset one side of the house after Alex leaves.
0 locks, 0 miles, 2 more friends seen, 1 more supporter sorted, 1 hire car cancelled, 1 hire car booked, 2 hotels booked, 3rd destination not reached by boat, 1 HMRC webinar, 1st decent rain in ages, 1 waterproof at the house, 1 waterproof in Redhill, 1 painting started, 4th draft, 6 hours props meetings, 1 list of jobs, £139 saved, 7 years old, 1 bank holiday, I remember when things were going to start happening after Easter!
Well, where do I start? I believe I last signed off saying that hopefully next time I posted I’d be talking about Oleanna’s repaint. Well, I will be, but not in the way I thought I’d be talking about it.
We gave Tom a week after Easter for the dust to settle and kids to have gone back to school. I called him to have a chat and explain that we really could do with an approximate end date to the repaint as we have lodgers booked in, maybe more wanting to book and our thoughts had been turning to where we might end up living if there was a delay in the repaint. We really needed to be back onboard at the end of May. He reassured me that that would be the case, he’d look at the jobs required and let me have a better idea.
You’re not leaving me our of the packing!
With each week passing and no news, canal time was setting in. We started to think of contingency plans for when lodgers arrived. We could stow all our boaty belongings in the room we call the shed and sofa surf, but what would Tilly do? It would be very unfair to leave her with three lodgers, maybe a cattery would have to be the option! What CAT PRISON!!!!! I don’t believe you were even considering that! A better solution was for us to find another bed that we could put in my workroom, I had offers of futons and inflatable mattresses, but so far we’d not had any more enquiries from lodgers, maybe we’d be okay for a few more weeks.
Last Monday I sent an email to Tom. The days of April, our paint slot, were rapidly running out. Would he be starting the repaint later in the week, next week, in two weeks, or would the wait be longer! Would it be worth us popping down to talk over the jobs and colour scheme? We really wanted to know so that we could plan what to do with ourselves!
We got on with jobs. A couple of hours later we received an apologetic email reply from Tom.
‘I’ve had a few delays alongside some other things essentially dropped on me, which has jumbled up my running order. I have a 45ft Narrowboat in the shop which your boat will follow‘.’
It sounds like its not all his fault, but whatever the reason it’s not fair, but what can we do, other than be patient. At least we now have dates which we can work to, he’ll be in touch towards the end of May for us to go to chat things through. He has also said as a goodwill gesture that he will be giving us a discount.
There had been places we wanted to go to by boat, but now they will have disappointingly passed before we are back on board. This means, that to us, it doesn’t matter when Keadby Lock and the leaking culvert is mended, or worry if Vazon Rail bridge goes faulty again, as we won’t be heading northwards anymore. It does mean that Tilly will have the long journey back to life afloat, we’d planned on bringing Oleanna up to Goole before she joined us to make her journey about an hour shorter. I’ll cope, just so long as the outside can move again!
Swarkestone Pavillion painting ready to be hung
We could have decided to have Oleanna put back in the water and postpone her repaint, most probably a wait of another year, but the blacking desperately needs doing before she touches water again. So we may as well sit it out and have her back with all the other jobs done to our satisfaction.
The first of the Felicity Edition Sockathon socks
Now we could plan, we’d not want to sofa surf for a month. I emailed the SJT saying that we would be staying in the house so our third room was no longer available. They thought they were now sorted for the company of the Calendar Girls. However, within 30 minutes I got another enquiry! Over the next few days I’ve had three enquiries from actors from the next company which overlaps. Should you happen to live in Scarborough and have a comfortable spare room there are actors desperately looking for places to stay, get in touch with the theatre. After a bit of jiggery-pokery with a shoehorn we have managed to accommodate someone else, an old friend, with an extra buffer around Oleanna’s repaint. If we’re not back on the boat by then, well!
Anyhow. It’s disappointing, but it does have its advantages. Firstly we won’t be chomping at the bit to get onto the Leeds Liverpool Canal, possibly getting jobs rushed or even put off.
I can carry on helping on the community mosaic for a while longer. I’m really enjoying it and now know quite a handful of new people around Scarborough.
I also have access to my work room at the top of the house. Yes, I’m designing Chippy Panto again this year. The Snow Queen is a very VERY Christmassy panto. So I’m hoping to get as much work done designing it before we get back on Oleanna, meaning we can make the most of boating again when we hit the water.
In 2021 we were in Scarborough until mid May, escaping from Goole after the breach on the Air and Calder Navigation. This year we’ve already had chance to enjoy our bluebells. I’m loving seeing all that goes on at the seaside on sunny days. The spring tides have revealed sand banks that you can almost walk into the harbour. Then when the tide is in the sea covers most of the beach meaning ice cream, wind breaks and deckchairs are all squashed up against the railings. Daleks, Wookies and Storm Troopers took over the Spa for a weekend and there’s a new market once a month to peruse.
We’ve also been along to celebrate the SJT’s 30th Anniversary at the Odeon. The occasion was marked with a rehearsed reading/sing of HONK! which was produced for Christmas 1997. It was lovely to see some old work friends, especially Michael Holt the designer, I used to paint his sets at the theatre and a few years ago I made a model for him whilst we were on the Peak Forest Canal, the last time I saw him.
So with the news our repaint was delayed, Mick made plans to head down to check on Oleanna again. She’s been off shore power for a few weeks, and he wanted to run her engine and check her over as she’ll be sitting still for a few more weeks. He caught an earlyish train to East Midlands Parkway and walked down the long road to the marina, the cooling towers still keeping an eye on everything.
Oleanna was checked over, the engine run, lunch enjoyed at the cafe. Plenty of people were about doing jobs on their boats in the sunshine. I’d like to have a visit too, so that I can clean off the sticky varnish around the dinette before we move back on board and have to do it with ourselves and Tilly about. But that will have to wait a little while, maybe for when we visit to chat to Tom. The dinette cushion covers have been successfully dry-cleaned and forced back onto the cushions and new blinds for the bow doors have been sewn, they just need fitting to the poppers now.
Nearly walking into the harbour
All we can do is wait.
0 locks, 0 miles, 130 miles walked, 1870 brisk minutes walking in April, 1 repaint delayed, 1 hotel required? 1 contingency cottage to be used, 30th anniversary, 2 now 3 lodgers booked overlapping, 2 drafts of panto, 1 storyboard started, 1 very icy mood board, 1 mosaic paisley finished, 4 Felicity Edition pairs of socks, 3 life jackets tested and repacked, 1 painting finished and framed ready to be hung, 2 boaters and 1 cat resigned to life on dry land for a while longer.
Just before we got back from our holiday to Scotland we contacted Tom at Gibson and Kentwright to see if there was any news on Oleanna’s repaint and if it would be worth keeping the hire car any longer, should we need to do a trip down to Redhill to see him. His reply was that they were not far off finishing the painting of the boat just ahead of us, then there is the putting it back together again. So it’s getting closer, however so is Easter! Tom thought that realistically we’d be looking at after the Easter break, the chap who moves the boats (and most probably Tom too) will be having a break as it’s school holidays.
Easter visitors diverting nature
So we still need to be patient for a bit longer. Timings will be getting tight for us soon as we have bookings for lodgers in the house. At the moment we still have a buffer zone, and another week over lapping the first lodger if needs be!
New painting coming along
This time last year we were back on board and joining the flotilla on the Trent. Have to say when I left my community mosaic group on Monday after the clocks had sprung forward I really wanted to be back on the boat. Watching and reading about people’s cruises will have to do for now though.
Tilly revisited the vets and got the correct jab this time. They must alternate the vaccines and her card didn’t match her vet records. She got this one free, though, as it was their mistake. It had also been suggested that maybe she should have her blood pressure taken to check for various things now that she is over ten. As a few months ago Ziggy my brother’s cat, passed away I thought that maybe it would be worth having it done in case they come up with any early signs. Tilly was quite put out that an inch of her tail needed to be shaved. How is one meant to relax in such a situation? I reckon my pressure was through the roof! Green coat syndrome and all.I did check that the nurse wasn’t going to touch Tilly’s white tipped tail. It just looks like someone has taken a bite out of it now, but it’ll grow back Tilly! Apparently the vet will be in touch with the results, we’ve heard nothing as yet so I’m hoping no news is good news. Now her paperwork is correct she will be granted shore leave once we’re back on board.
Over the last few years it has been obvious that Tilly knows where she is when we move back onto Oleanna after a stint in the house. We do our best to moor up for her first shore leave with not too many other boats about and she comes home. This year we’ll see if she identifies Oleanna by colour, scent, as it will have been six months since she was last on board and Oleanna will be a different colour. Maybe we should keep her onboard for a few days so she finds her way back home?
Mikron van
In other news we can report that the first of this years Mikron shows is well worth a viewing. Top of the Wolds is about a mobile library in the East Riding, Yorkshire. True to form Mikron are touring the show around the East Riding, village halls and libraries before embarking on their usual tour on NB Tylseley. We got to see the show in Bempton a short train journey down the coast. Bempton is mostly known for its cliffs and puffins. We thoroughly enjoyed the show, a mixture of history, songs, modern dilemmas and a chance meeting with people I used to work with on the Yorkshire Moors made it even better.
Mikron’s second show this year is called Wensleydale Whey, about the cheese! Sadly I don’t think we’ll be in the right place at the right time to see it though. Whilst in Bempton we had time to look round Jose’s Antiques, a favourite for propping shows, it’s amazing what you can find there!
When we do get back onboard, we are wanting to head north, downstream on the River Trent to Yorkshire. Currently there is a failed culvert at Keadby Lock which connects the tidal river to the Stainforth and Keadby Canal. Because the culvert has failed the lock is hard to empty, so access to and from the lock is only possible when the river is either level with the canal or higher. Not too bad for cruisers who can push the tide, but not so helpful for narrowboats, as to reach the lock from the tidal river you’d have to push the tide as it came in. We have two other options, going round Trent Falls or the long way round, up the western side of the Pennines. CRT are suggesting the culvert may be mended sometime in May, I’m hoping that’s just before we want to use Keadby Lock.
Oleanna’s insurance has been renewed with Craft Insure. Mick double checked about our LiFePO4 batteries. These are fine so long as we have a lithium fire extinguisher on board. Mick did some research on the type of extinguisher and has purchased a 2 litre extinguisher (£51 including signs and delivery) which can be used on all types of fires. We now just need to find somewhere to store it on board! Of course should we have a battery fire on Oleanna, which is less likely than one from lead acid batteries, the extinguisher would only serve to validate our insurance as it would be too small for our batteries and anyhow we would grab Tilly and get off the boat rather than use the extinguisher!
New curtains have been made for the main cabin. They will need fitting once the new windows are in and the rails put back up. I’ve given them some tolerance to see if that makes any difference, a nicer vertical hammock for Tilly when she sits in the window. But they can be tightened up should they need be by adding another line of stitching. New bedroom curtains were made several years ago and have been kept in storage.
A section of the mosaic finished
Next job is to purchase an escape ladder, one we can attach to the stern somewhere that can be deployed should one end up in the water.
That is all for now, hopefully when I next post, things will be starting to happen on the repaint .
Life continues in Scarborough. The sun has finally shown it’s face and Tilly has finally woken up from hibernation, finding sun puddles to help top up her solar. When’s the outside going to start moving again? There are no friends round here, not since Tom put mesh over things. How’s a cat meant to keep themselves occupied?!At Tilly’s annual check up and vacination at the vets there had been an administrative error last year, meaning that this year she didn’t get the correct booster! So we await to return so that she can have the correct one which must be administered 3 to 4 weeks after the first one. So she will be super dooper covered this year when we eventually return to the cut, but it does mean a second visit to the vets, but shhh, don’t tell her!
Two days a week I join with a community group working on mosaic panels for a community centre, sadly I won’t get to see it finished and installed as we will be back on the boat by then, but I’m hoping to have cut and stuck plenty of tiles this year to have contributed more than I managed on last year’s project.
I’ve reclaimed one side of my work room and popped my sewing machine up there. Some big door stops have been made from dumbbells, cardboard boxes, wadding and some off cuts of fabric to help protect new radiators in the kitchen. Boat and maybe house curtains will follow.
Daffs in the valley
Walks around Scarborough are more appealing now the sun shines. The daffodils are showing their sunny yellow faces to the sun down in the valley, new sculptures appeared in the cliff gardens, the tide comes and goes, recently moving all the sand the council had moved from one end of the beach back to the other and depositing plenty of pebbles.
Deliveries in big boxes keep coming, some (a new sink) far heavier than others. The last pairs of my sockathon socks need their ends weaving in, in fact there is only one pair now to finish which are for Mick, these will take a bit of finishing as they need extra lines sewing on them, each sock taking around 4 hours to complete!
But I have a new sockathon to keep my needles busy for the next year. An old friend asked if she and her brother could hijack my sockathon this year. Their mum, Felicity, used to be a major sock knitter, she suffered from dementia for years, passing away before Christmas. At her funeral people could choose a ball of her wool to have knitted into a pair of socks for them. At a get together with the girls on Saturday I was presented with the bag of yarn, 47 pairs of socks please! The first pair were cast on last night, I’m not aiming to do anything too fancy, so I’m hoping they will fly off my needles pretty quickly whilst watching the TV on an evening or on car journeys.
Friday is the new Sunday round here
On Thursday we got the news through that Oleanna’s new windows had arrived with Tom at Red Hill. We’d still some sorting out of things to do onboard before she gets grit blasted so we hired a van for the weekend, cheaper than a car.
Hello lovely
We set off quite early Sunday morning, most people still tucked up in bed making the roads quieter. On arriving we checked Oleanna over. The blacking is doing a very good job of peeling on the starboard side, possibly because it gets more sun, possibly because when she was last blacked this was the second side the chaps ground back and they’d most probably had enough of it by then! Hopefully in a few weeks time it will all be flaking off with the grit blasting.
First job was to move all the dinette cushions into the van, before it started to rain. The fabric I used to cover them has had a strange reaction to the original varnish put on the woodwork. It has all gone sticky and remains sticky even after a few months of the cushions not being in position. I may have to find time to give the woodwork a scrape back and clean down, then apply a new coat of varnish or Danish Oil. The cushions are headed to Scarborough for the covers to have a clean, hopefully this will stop the reaction from happening again. They will also be out of the way for work on windows and any muck created by the grit blasting and painting.
Well a bacon butty simply wasn’t going to be enough! Photo to keep Ade happy
It being Mothering Sunday the marina cafe was going to close early, so we headed over for an early lunch, or maybe it was a very late breakfast. A big treat for us nowadays, very tasty it was too. The cafe is well worth a visit should you be passing and at £5.80 for a breakfast an absolute bargain!
Back at Oleanna Mick set about clearing the stern lockers. Not as much to throw away as he’d thought there might be, but still quite a lot. New buckets are needed, we’ll go for the collapsable ones. Some old ropes were kept, others were deemed not worth keeping just in case and were destined for the skip.
The wind got really rather strong, the ladder needed bringing inside so it didn’t blow away and leave us stranded on deck up in the air! We both found ourselves compensating for the wind, leaning as we would if Oleanna was afloat. It’s funny how this just happened to us both even though Oleanna was rock solid, muscle memory kicking in, compensating for nothing.
The bow lockers were emptied. I was quite proud of how the painting locker looked, but surprised at how much white spirit there was inside, 2 brand new bottles. The fictitious red paint, an old tin of Woodskin and a dried up Epifanes black headed into the skip box along with a can of lighter gas, the gas long since having dissipated into the atmosphere! Any useful paints were put into my empty clothes drawers.
I cleared the decks in the galley. I’d originally thought we might clear out all the cupboards to make it easier to have a good clean after the repaint, but that would mean at least another two of three days moving everything off the boat, which isn’t so easy when you’ve only got a step ladder perched on top of a few bits of wood. Measurements were taken to check things would fit, Tilly has a new pooh box, higher than the old one.
The anchor chain and rope were brought inside, tucked under the bathroom sink, the shower now filled with water hose, fenders etc just as it looks when we cruise on tidal water. The engine was run up to temperature. I swept through the boat. Long things went in the wardrobe, wrapping paper and Mick’s Akubra hat popped in a box to return to the house. Galley blinds taken down and stowed with the curtain rods.
A dust sheet was laid over the sofa, then another placed over our mattress which was left wedged on top of the bed base, hopefully away from the porthole and any possible leaks from the mushroom vent. It’ll need moving when they come to take the windows out, but it would need moving from where ever we put it.
By now it was peeing it down. Rubbish went in the van for a ride to the skip. Then Mick coiled up the hook up cable. Oleanna will be off grid from now, the solar should keep everything topped up until the panels are removed. We’d rather the extra long hookup cable Mick made up was kept somewhere safe and sound by us than ending up being forgotten about by someone else. All systems off, the doors were locked, ladder tucked away and covers done back up. We pulled away out of the marina at 16:00. With a 2.5 hour drive back to Scarborough (according to the satnav), would we make it back in time for last orders (18:40) at Cappleman’s for fish and chips.
Thankfully there were no hold ups on the way back. Our order was sat in the on-line check out basket as we came down Staxton Hill, as we came round Musham Bank roundabout we reckoned we’d be in time. I clicked the button to place our order. In fact we were early, I had to wait a good five minutes for the fish to come out of the frier and be boxed up.
A second treat for the day
A very productive day with two treat meals. Oh well, we deserved them!
0 locks, 0 miles, 1 hire van, 5 hours driving, 7 cushions, 4 lockers cleared, 2 breakfasts, 2 mugs tea, 1 downpour, 2 dust sheets, 4 bags and 2 boxes of rubbish, 1 pat goodbye, 2 of each, 1 portion mushy peas, 2 glasses of wine.
It’s been a while since I last wrote a post. Semi because there hasn’t been much boat stuff to write about, but also we’ve been keeping quiet hoping to not have any more dodgy Spanish betting posts appear. Hopefully the 28 day window, which was the longest gap between odd posts has now elapsed and various plugins on the blog will be slowly turned back on, to see if one of them has been causing the problem. So apologies in advance if there is a strange post all of a sudden, hopefully with the process of elimination we’ll be able to work out if one of the plug ins is the problem. Fingers crossed!
Tip toeing across the mess after a new ceiling was put in
However over the last couple of weeks our blog has been popular with someone, somewhere doing numerous clicks. Just a few days ago we had a record 1855 views in one day! The vast majority of these fictitious clicks, very obvious to me as why would the same 60+ posts be viewed 5+ times in one day from way back when?
Anyhow, we’ve started to think about Oleanna’s repaint a bit more recently. Mick gave Tom from Gibson and Kentwright the boat painter, a call last week to see if there might be an approximate date for Oleanna’s repaint. We already knew that a boat for the March slot was on site as we are, but Tom tends to have two boats in the paintshed at once. The other March boat isn’t on site and the River Soar and Trent are both in flood and have been for much of the year. So we may get to swap slots and be back on the water sooner.
A quick canal visit
One thing we needed to do was order our new windows. When Oleanna was built we didn’t have enough budget to go for thermal break double glazing, but there is enough money in the repaint budget for it.
A chippy tea with Frank
We’ve heard tales of long lead times, when I’d emailed Caldwell’s for a quote last week they’d given no indication of a delivery date. Mick called them. Thankfully because we are not wanting anything special, tinted glazing, bonded windows etc our order should be on its way to meet Oleanna next month. Phew, we won’t be held up by the windows!
Mick paid the deposit to get the ball rolling on them.
With the repaint, our stick on solar panels will need replacing as the old ones will not survive being removed. I wonder how well the roof has fared underneath and which panel was stuck more successfully to avoid rust, the one Finesse did or the one we did?
My painting of Lady Peckitt’s Yard hung in a bedroom in York
Mick has been doing some research into new panels. Things will move about a little on the roof as we want to move the plank and pole rack, so physical sizes will be a factor. Certainly technology has moved on since Oleanna was built, so hopefully we’ll be able to gain more from the sun in future. Mick is currently looking into CIGS panels which look interesting.
Walls and fireplace spruced up
Here at the house the pressure is on to get the decorating done. One room is almost complete and a new carpet arrives in a few days time, then we will rehang the pictures. The bedroom is also nearing completion, well all the prep work is done, just painting and radiators to rehang and hope they stay on the walls!
Waiting for the new carpet to arrive
Enquiries keep coming from the digs list at the theatre, we’ve still some capacity left for the year so here’s hoping the empty weeks get occupied.
York pretty full with water this week
Plans for our cruise this year are coming together, we just have to hope for the right amount of water in both rivers and canals for it to work. Destinations keep being added to the list and hopefully we’ll be able to navigate around the closures on the network.
Last month Cutweb Internet Boat Club kept me busy as it was membership renewal time, Brian from NB Harnser was kept busy too as he’s Membership Secretary. A few members have now sold their boats and become Associate Members, so included in social gatherings and there have been a few new members too. If you want to see what Cutweb is all about follow the link.
For those who haven’t been following the Llangollen breach, all three boats have been rescued and been transported to boat yards for inspection. I’m sure most boaters will have been transfixed as we were with the impressive rescues, but for those who missed the footage here is a link to a good précis of the events. At times the commentary is a little dramatic, but Court Above The Cut has given some very good coverage about the breach. Sadly NB Sefton has been deemed a right-off by the insurance company. The damage from mud and diesel inside will mean she will require a total strip out back to the bare shell, very sad news for Bob and Rosemary.
0 locks, 0 miles, 1 canal visit, 2 rooms nearing completion, 3 colours, 1 new carpet, 2 new radiators, 1 painter continuing to learn how to plaster, 8 dust sheets knackered! 0 fault of the painter, 2 new blinds 2 come, 3 lodgers booked, 3 boats rescued, 7 windows on order, 2 rivers in flood, 3 if you count the Ouse, 2 boaters with fingers crossed, 1 leapfrog hoped for, 1 painting commission, 1 introduction, 1 blog hoping not to go Spanish again!
A round up of 2025, sit down with your favourite drink and I hope you enjoy.
January started out as December this year would end, us watching from afar the aftermath of a breach. January was the Bridgewater, December the Llangollen. We don’t tend to watch vlogs, preferring to read peoples accounts of their waterway journeys, but updates were watched on youtube from those affected, our personal experience of the Aire and Calder breach back at the end of 2020 had been far less dramatic.
January in the house was spent doing winter maintenance jobs. Three garden benches got a full make over, new slats and paint and a dining room got a colourful lick of paint just in time for the first lodgers of the year arriving. I had a second appointment with a physio about my knee that had given me serious problems last year, the new exercises were working, I ditched my stick by the end of January and started walking around Scarborough every day.
The start of the year it had been wet, but as I strode out the sun would greet me as I reached the beaches of Scarborough. I think this year I’ve visited the seaside more than I’ve done in the last 30 years of considering Scarborough to be my home.
In February Oleanna’s horns got replaced, she now has two tones rather than just one twice. Arrangements were made for future works at the house, carefully planned between lodgers. I joined a community group working on a giant mosaic, sticking glass tiles to brown paper, the final reveal not happening until August which I sadly missed. More walks around Scarborough, longer walks enjoyed on sunny Saturdays taking in both bays. Now I was walking too fast for Mick to keep up.
We visited boat painters, our short list gradually being whittled down. Dates, getting to the painters all had to be weighed up in our decision. One company actually rang to offer us a very early slot, but because of the Bridgewater breach and the end of winter stoppages we’d never have made it in time, plus we’d have ended up being homeless as lodgers were due to arrive at the house. After visiting the last painter we dropped back in to visit Tom at Redhill Marina to see how the boats he’d been painting on our last visit looked. We liked him, his work and a day later called Gibson and Kentwright to book our slot in Spring 2026.
John, the Artistic Director at Chipping Norton got in touch, would I like to do this years panto? This needed some thinking about, last year had been nice without deadlines for designs and we could concentrate on boating, but I’d really missed being part of a team and being a designer. I slept on it then said yes, if the show could be designed earlier in the year then we’d still be able to boat through the summer, hopefully get the best of both worlds. Cruise down to the South Oxford so I could commute to work during rehearsals then we’d make our way back north and arrive at New Year at Redhill to come out of the water and await our repaint. A good plan. But before that, the roof space needed clearing so things didn’t get damaged when we got a new roof on the back of the house. Friends needed meeting and I cracked on with a few paintings of Scarborough.
Mid March came, it was time to give the house a good clean and move back onto Oleanna making way for four lodgers to move in for a month. A new mattress arrived for Oleanna, only just enough headroom for Mick on our cross bed, but a far better sleep than the memory foam mattresses that came before. Back on board, we headed straight out of Goole for the New Junction Canal, pulling in at the first opportunity and letting Tilly have some shore leave once again. She knows where home is and I’m sure she now knows this mooring very well. She was gone for hours, straight back into boat life after a winter of hibernation and inactivity in the house. It felt good for us too.
Some of the team at Level
Doncaster was our first destination for me to head off to do a couple of days work at Level in Matlock with Separate Doors Theatre Company.
Then we gradually made our way to Keadby to wait for the beginning of April, the tide and to meet the Strawberry Fools from Strawberry Island Boat Club who were kicking off the Fund Britains Waterways Campaign Cruises for the year.
Having just left Keadby Lock
Early on the 1st April, the flotilla of Strawberry Fools lined up to go through Keadby Lock onto the Tidal Trent, three boats at a time, turning up stream, southwards. Fog engulfed us for sometime, thankfully clearing as we came close to West Stockwith Lock where more boats were to join the long line all beeping our horns as we approached Gainsborough Road Bridge where TV crews and drones watched us. A great start to the years campaign. The spring tide got us all to Cromwell and off the tidal waters for survivors drinks on the bank.
The following day the boats stormed Newark Castle with a wall of sound before dispersing to several moorings upstream. The morning after we penned the boats up through Hazelford Lock and waved them goodbye and good luck, the majority of boats heading to London to sound their horns outside Parliament. We however turned back, our summers cruising planned to be further north.
Back up the country, down the Tidal Trent, pausing on the Chesterfield canal for a couple of days, across the Stainforth and Keadby, New Junction, Aire and Calder, River Aire, Selby Canal then the River Ouse to York.
Here we met with the London Leckenbys to celebrate what would have been my Dad’s 100th birthday back in his home city. We had a suitable feast, cruised down stream to show Andrew, Jac and Josh the top of our old family home from the river, Josh even had a go at the helm. A curry was also called for along with a visit to a pub which was frequented by our parents as we grew up (we mostly sat in the car with a packet of crisps or a chip butty!).
We were joined for a few hours by old family friend Diana and I got to meet with Philli a boat woman who had sponsored a pair of my Sockathon Socks. It was good to be back in York with our own home and have found somewhere new to moor meaning we could stay longer. We also managed a catch up with Frank over a pint and a pizza.
By now the lack of rain was started to affect the system and our planned cruise. The Leeds Liverpool, I think, was the first of the northern canals to close. The Ripon Canal soon followed. We were wanting somewhere safe to moor for a week or so whilst Mick headed off to oversee building works at the house, our options started to narrow.
We opted to head down stream, the tidal Ouse far more difficult to navigate with the outgoing tide due to the amount of debris in the water. Back onto the Aire and Calder we detoured to Goole to top up on diesel, then headed towards Leeds. A favourite mooring near Lemonroyd would suit us for a while.
A large badger hole proved a bit too interesting for Tilly, so we nudged ourselves up above Woodlesford Lock. Mick headed to Scarborough to wait for roofers, whilst I started to work on Panto and Tilly explored the area. Down south the Strawberry Fools reached their goal on the Thames.
May is full of Birthdays, Mick was allowed some leave from the house to celebrate his with a barbecue. Sketches for panto were revisited, the weather got warmer. Oleanna spent a weekend at Lemonroyd Marina whilst we had a trip to London for another birthday and to see Jane and Kevin who were over from Australia.
Back out on the canal, we opted to stay around Lemonroyd, hopefully far enough away from the badger hole! Mick returned to the house, Tilly sheltered from a touch of rain on her throne under the pram cover, I worked away model making for panto and headed out every day to walk round the nearby nature reserve.
The house roof was finished in time for a new lean to to be installed. My panto white card model was drawn up. New lodgers arrived at the house so all three of us were back on board in time to head into Leeds for me to catch a train to Chipping Norton for a day of meetings.
The weather was hot, along with strong winds in Leeds our plants suffered, above Office Lock on the Leeds Liverpool Canal more locks were being closed. Canal and River Trust were actively discouraging people from cruising up the River Derwent to the Pocklington Canal. The River Hull was closed due to collapsing banks. We’d find somewhere to go, sadly missing out on the main mission of reaching Beverley this year.
However, a return trip to York was on the cards. We opted for a different route and headed back to Goole, topped up again with diesel, then penned down Ocean Lock onto the Tidal Ouse. Back in 2021 we’d headed this way whilst escaping the breach on the Aire and Calder. This time the tide was very strong, we were going to beat our ETA at Selby and had to fight the currents going round bends.
A meet up with my best friend Emma, who was over from Sydney and a chance to meet her new fella was not to be missed. Mooring almost at the bottom of Emma’s old garden in York helped them find us before we had a lovely lunch on the Howardian Hills and a quick visit to Castle Howard for some chilled medication in a thunder storm.
We opted to stay in York. Mick having to find things to do during the day whilst I took over the boat with work. A trip to Headingly for a test match, bumping into his old friend Jeremy and a look at the trains in the Railway Museum. It rained in the Dales, the Ouse came up, we leant Jo and Brian from NB That’s It our Middle Level windlass and key, boats ran away, we checked levels and kept an eye on our ropes, we were fine.
July arrived. Where to head now? A station was needed for another meeting in Chippy. We retraced ourselves back down stream, the Ouse slightly emptier of trees this time, back to Doncaster a good station to head southwards from.
Thankfully there were only a few small aterations to my panto design required, the remainder of the summer could be spent boating, if only the water levels would let us! We headed back towards the River Trent, managing to say hello to our friend David at Bramwith. A few days were spent sheltering under trees of the Stainforth and Keadby, then there was time to explore Thorne more than we’ve done before.
Some Strawberry Fools were arriving back having managed to get through stoppages further south after crossing the Wash and cruising some of the Middle Level and the River Nene. We loitered for Sean from SPL covers to arrive with a new side for our pram hood, the original one had managed to sink into the depths of the Aire and Calder earlier in the year.
Temperatures were high, this wasn’t good. What lay between us and the rest of the summers cruise was Vazon Sliding Rail Bridge, high temperatures meant the bridge could not open for boats. We sat for several days and nights, getting up to chat to the signaller in the middle of the night. One night just as we were about to turn the lights off we got a phone call, the bridge would be opening, we needed to get dressed! A short distance travelled in the dark would mean we’d be able to do some boating again. We were soon cruising for the third time this year on the Tidal Trent, in a down pour of rain!
Surprisingly the Chesterfield Canal was open up to the limit of navigation. Oleanna’s crew had been there before, but Oleanna hadn’t, it was a must. We paused for a few days at the Retford and Worksop Boat Club, our Cutweb membership paying for itself within a few days. I walked whilst Mick headed back to Scarborough to do a turn around and for medical appointments.
A visit to Mr Straws House was enjoyed, locks worked through, towpath walks enjoyed as I sped ahead of Oleanna taking her time in the shallow canal. What a pretty canal, we were glad we’d come back.
The double and triple locks that lead up to the top may take a bit of working, but boy they are worth it. We headed straight to the navigable end before Norwood Tunnel only to find the moorings there full. One chap suggested we’d not have enough depth of water to wind, but thankfully we did and headed back to find another mooring for the night.
On our return journey we had visitors, friends Jane and James on their bikes came and helped us through a few locks. Then the same day Cath and Mark came for a nosy at Oleanna and a meal out in Worksop. Very good to catch up with everyone.
Back at the boat club they found space for us again so we could head back to Scarborough to do another turn around and watch the first night of Noises Off at the SJT. We welcomed new lodgers Liza and Stuart into our house, had a blood test, a dentist visit and headed back to Oleanna and Tilly.
Back out onto the Tidal Trent and onwards to Cromwell. Our timing couldn’t have been better, as we rounded a bend in the river, Cottam Power Station cooling towers came into view. I had just enought time to lift my camera before they came crashing to the ground. A landmark on the Trent now gone. I think we’d already made our minds up not to head towards the Oxford Canal, by now levels were so bad the canal had been closed from the summit to Banbury. We really didn’t want to risk getting stuck somewhere and not being able to get Oleanna to Redhill for her repaint next year. We’d take our time pottering about on the Trent and maybe along the Trent and Mersey Canal. The next day notices came out about further lock closures due to the drought, boats started to turn round, cutting their cruises short so they could beat the closures and return home.
Barbeque at sunset
Newark for a few days, then on to Hazelford Lock one of our favourite moorings, time for a barbecue sat on the big steps watching the sun set. Sounds idylic.
However, that night we got to test out the emergency servies and what3words at 2am. Mick had chest pains, 999 was called, two hours later paramedics arrived, tests were done, followed by an ambulance ride to Mansfield A&E for more tests, lots of waiting, then discharged after twelve hours with what was thought to be pulled muscles. A very lazy day followed.
We continued on to Nottingham, stocked up at Sainsburys and found a mooring near to Beeston. To celebrate Mick not having had a heart attack we treated ourselves to a meal at The Victoria. Always nice, just a shame that things weren’t really quite right with Mick.
Up to Trent Lock, rescuing a boater caught out by shallow water between Beeston and Cranfleet. We turned right, our plan now was to head to Burton on Trent on the Trent and Mersey. An ideal mooring at Shobnal Fields was grabbed so that I could head off to Dawlish to meet the set builder for Panto.
Brian arrived on NB That’s It, able to drop off our windlass he’d borrowed. He’d single handed it from Peterborough on the River Nene managing to beat all the stoppages by doing pretty long days, but now he could relax as rivers would get him back to Strawberry Island again. Coinciding with ‘in steam days’ at industrial museums is a rarety for us, but we managed it at Claymills Victorian Pumping Station, although the volunteers were tryng out some eco fuel rather than coal, they weren’t impressed with the amount of steam it produced.
The water tap at Willington called, the plan was then to wind and cruise up to Alrewas. A mooring was found with better phone signal for Mick to chat with his GP, an appointment already planned. He also wanted to talk to them about some patchy vision he’d been experiencing. Another phone call to an optician, it was suggested he should attend the nearest A&E. That night we made our way back into Burton to be closer to the hospital.
In the morning there was a second visit to A&E this year. A CT scan diagnosed Mick as having had a stroke. I brisk walked my way over to the hospital to find him being put in the back of an ambulance to head to the Royal Derby Hospital. Here there was 24 hours of lying and sitting in various parts of A&E (number 3) before a bed was found on the stroke ward. Thank goodness for a very good bus service between Burton and Derby. They wanted Mick to see an Opthamologist which didn’t happen, the weekend arrived and he was stuck. Then he just needed another ECG and drugs before he could come home, this took another night but thankfully after five nights in hospital he was discharged.
So many people offered help and support, thank you all so much. Thankfully now Mick had no symptoms and felt pretty normal. I kept a close eye on him. Kat on coal boat Bargus stocked us up with coal and diesel and we gradually made our way back to Willington for a moral boosting lunch with the lovely Susie Blake, she even got us tickets to see her show in Derby a few nights later.
Now we found ourselves kicking heels until our lodgers were to move out from the house so we could return, this was more to do with the lack of water in the network than anything else. Bridget and Storm came to check on us, bringing Rolo their new woofer with them. He was very well behaved, Tilly didn’t even mind him being onboard!
We took our time, pausing for a few days whilst storms blew over. I walked to Swarkstone Pavillion, down to the Trent and visited local villages. Next we wanted to check Oleanna could come out of the water earlier than planned, we headed to Redhill Marina to check things out, it would all be fine. We arranged a date to arrive.
We managed only one Heritage Open Day in September at Mills Dock Yard on the Erewash, some beautiful boats and suprising wooden cars on view. Then made our way back to Beeston to be close to a station again.
I had a couple of days at the Seperate Doors Making Tomrrows Theatre conference, watching workshops, listening to discussions and speakers. The mooring in Beeston isn’t so good for Tilly,a brick wall is hardly interesting for anyone! so we winded and headed back to Trent Lock to meet up with an old collegue of mine Jane, from my early days at the SJT.
Kat with Teddy and Bella came to top us up again before we headed back to Nottingham and further on to another favourite mooring above Stoke Lock. Here the mooring by the low wall was available, perfect for Tilly for a few days especially as she was to celebrate her 10th birthday there. However we ended up staying longer than planned, RCR were called out. It was suspected that our drive plate was about to give up. A few days later the engineer returned to replace it with a new one. All good to go!
Back up to moor at County Hall steps, Tilly wasn’t keen. But we wanted to make the most of being in Nottingham, visiting places we’d not been to before.
Our windlasses got used for the final time this year working back up into Nottingham where we took a mooring at Castle Marina for a couple of nights. A trip up to Scarborough to see our lodgers in the latest Alan Ayckbourn play Earth Angel.
Time afloat was now running out, back out to Trent Lock for a few more days before heading to Redhill Marina. Packing up the boat was a little more interesting than usual as we didn’t have the luxury of picking up a van the day before we were to move. Until Mick got to see an opthalmologist he wouldn’t be allowed to drive. So we called on one of those people who’d offered to help when Mick had his stroke.
Mark, Mick’s old friend arrived in a hire van to collect us and all our stuff. The move was done pretty quickly despite having to stop a few times to make Tilly’s journey more comfortable. We’d left Oleanna in the water at the marina, the following day she’d be put on a trailer and moved out onto the hard to await her repaint next Spring.
There were two weeks before I’d head off to work on panto. Phone calls from the set builder came thick and fast. There was time to unpack, see friends, or hybernate, Tilly chose the latter. We managed one trip by train down to find Oleanna out on the hard, she has a fantastic view of the cooling towers, but sadly no electric. We’d need to work on that one.
Mick got the all clear from an Opthalmolgist down in Derby a couple of days before I headed off to Chippy, so he gave me a lift. Whilst I was away working, Mick made up an extra long hook up cable for Oleanna. He had two trips down to attempt to get her hooked up, but for several reasons this wasn’t achieved, thankfully the solar was doing quite a good job of keeping batteries topped up. There was also a trip over to Wigan, where he and Paul Balmer of Waterway Routes helped Chris the Pink Hat Man up the flight along with the help of a CRT volunteer.
Down in Chippy I worked my way through the four weeks of rehearsals up until the show opened. I had chance to catch up with my cousins for Sunday lunch. Met up with Mick at the London Leckenbys for a night and checked on the moorings at Paddington Basin on my way back. I also had a day off in Oxford where I enjoyed a walk along the canal we’d not managed to reach this year, spotting many a familiar boats from previous winters there. My first week in Chippy the canal was reopened to allow people to return to their moorings before winter stoppages kicked in.
Finally on my sixth panto at Chippy it was lovely to have Marion and John (Mick’s sister) and Andrew and Jac (my brother) join us for press night. On his way down to see the show, Mick had fought his way through snow and headed to Oleanna to get her hooked up, unfortunatly the socket available turned out to be faulty!
Back in Scarborough I was pinned to the sofa for a while by Tilly, watching Inspector Morse as is now tradition. Walks along the beach and through the old town were enjoyed. We headed to Filey for a birthday party and unfortunatly ended up in our third ambulance of the year, with another A&E ticked off the list, fortunatly it was only a faint this time.
Mick made another journey down to Redhill, this time Oleanna was plugged in successfully, the electric heating could now be programmed to come on should the temperatures drop enough. He had a chat with Tom who will be doing Oleanna’s repaint, the boat ahead of us is also already on site too. We’re still quietly hoping someone doesn’t manage to get there in time for their slot so we can swap slots and get Oleanna back on the water earlier.
An appointment with a stroke doctor at Scarborough Hospital was had, results and images from an MRI in Derby hadn’t made it to Scarborough so the following week there was an appointment for one here. We now wait to hear what the doctor has to say.
The build up to Christmas kept us busy, our 23rd anniversay celebrated, decorations, cards and presents to make and buy. Hair cuts, the Christmas show to watch. Then a pre Christnmas Christmas with the London Leckenbys in York before returning to Scarborough and coming down with a lurgy which meant most of our festive plans had to alter.
New waterproof trousers, a Victron Smart Shunt and new mugs were all presents for boating. Frank was a lucky man getting his second Christmas dinner in a week. Now that new year is here we need to plan ahead for when Oleanna is going to be painted, windows, new solar and new curtains need thinking about, ordering and making. Hopefully the time will fly by and she’ll be back in the water before we know it.
Us in sunny Scarborough on New Year Eve
Plans for next year, well we know where we want to be in early June, we just hope we can get there by boat. Will we stay up north and be able to cruise the rivers and canals we didn’t manage to do this year? Or will we head southwards to find waters we’ve not cruised yet? We’ll have to wait and see, so will you!
So here are our final statistics for our boating year which ended up being cut short.
According to our Nebo link
Oleanna was underway for 173.53 hours. This is not a real indication of our movements, if we are stationary in a lock it does not count that time
Nebo link was on for 365.48 hours. Sometimes the Nebolink is turned on a bit before we set off, on occasions it is left on at the end of a day incase we decide to carry on, so this is also not a real indication of how long the engine was moving us
End Mileage. 712.725 miles
Distance travelled. 695.6 miles, don’t understand why the two figures are different most days, but I go with the end mileage
Average speed 3.26 miles. We were mostly on rivers this year
Average Maximum Speed 4.78. We were mostly on rivers this year
Total Mileage 719m 3.75f 7 and a bit more miles than Nebolink
Made up of 152 miles 5.75 f of Commercial Waterways, 143 miles 4.5 f of Broad Canals, 61 miles 0.5 f of Narrow Canals, 78 miles 0.5 f of Small Rivers, 66 miles 6 f of Large Rivers, 200 miles 4.75 f of Tidal Rivers, shows how much cruising we did on the Tidal Ouse and Trent this year.
Total Locks 214 fewer than most years as we were mostly on rivers. This figure doesn’t include flood locks
Made up of 51 Large Locks, 98 Narrow Locks, although some of these were broad locks on a narrow canal (Chesterfield), 63 Broad Locks, 2 Locks on Major Waterways
Moveable Bridges 58. 4 were left open, 5 didn’t need to open as we went below them. Although those that didn’t need to open I think should have been 14 to include all those on the River Ouse. 107 vehicles were held up, another 23 when we worked Barnby Dun lift bridge for Mick on Amerouse.
Small Aqueducts 68
Major Aqueducts 6
Tunnels 2, that is 1.4 furlongs underground. I think this is a record for the least amount of time spent underground in a year.
0 Boat Lifts
629.4 litres of diesel. The cheapest £0.89 at Viking Marina, most expensive £1.10 at Kings Marina, total cost £639.26
265kg of smokless coal. This was 12 bags at a total cost of £190.50
2 x 13kg bottles of gas. Cost of £94.87 although we will need to replace a bottle as soon as we get back on board.
Other expenses £144.60. This included 1 starter battery, 1 excess payment for a new drive plate, 2 roller poles, 1 wee tank connector, Cutweb membership
£115.03 Mooring Fees and electricity whilst out cruising
2 Ambulances 3 A&E’s whilst out cruising
1 stroke
0 rain for months
706.85 miles walked whilst on the boat, nearly as far as we cruised! 9504 brisk minutes
Over £3000 raised by knitting socks for Dementia UK (over the last 3 years, 110 pairs) and I’ve still got more to do!
1 Panto design, 3567 pink roses
40 Boxes of Wine
30 Mrs Tilly stamps of approval moorings, she’s not letting onto how many friends!
419.8 engine hours
Us
Phew, that new spread sheet has alsorts on it!
Thank you for joining us on our travels in 2025. We hope you’ll be back for more in 2026 and that the start to our boating year is sooner rather than later.
We hope your Christmas was jolly and filled with good times with friends and family. Unfortunately, ours didn’t turn out quite as planned this year.
A pre-Christmas trip over to York was enjoyed to meet up with the London Leckenbys. As expected, plenty of yummy food, drink and conversation. We’d chosen to head over by bus, but after waiting for half an hour at the end of our road the Coastliner hadn’t arrived, in fact we saw it coming into the Scarborough, an hour late, so we opted for the train instead, for an extra £30!
Painting for the Leckenby flat in York of Lady Peckett’s Yard
Back in Scarborough I just managed to get back to the house to see our veg box being delivered. Each year the Tree Top Press kids help deliver Christmas veg and poultry hoping for donations to their chosen charity, this year donations were going to the local branch of Parkinson’s UK. I just managed to catch them to add our donation to their collection tin. Mick picked up our duck from the butchers, now all we needed was for the rest of the shopping to arrive Christmas Eve and a slight niggle in the back of my throat to be banished.
York Station selfie, the last time I went outside
Christmas Eve, I felt really quite ropey. Sausage rolls for lunch were made and eaten, by the end of the day a gammon joint and dauphinoise potatoes were cooked, but no prep for our Christmas Day feast was managed. Messages were sent to friends to see if Frank could join them, I really didn’t want to give Frank my lurgy. Thankfully space was found for him at a table and he suggested we postpone our festive meal. This was hardly surprising, it’ll mean he’ll get to have two Christmas dinners!
Pair 109 delivered in York
Father Christmas arrived, we’d been good. Lots of Dreamies, 15 pairs of socks between us, 2 chocolate oranges and some orange bites for Tilly, 4 M&S salted caramel millionaire bars and the usual scissors, post it notes (of the giant variety) and other bits and bobs.
Scrambled eggs and smoked salmon were enjoyed without the usual bucks fizz. Followed by presents. A goody bag from Hook Norton Brewery, a lovely weekend bag, new big thin mugs for Oleanna, a new outdoor sensor for the weather station (hopefully this one won’t end up in a CRT bin somewhere), a smart top I’d really wanted from Seasalt, new waterproof trousers, a very nice blue glass water jug, a carry bag for a water bottle, a Victron Energy IP65 SmartShunt 300A so that the bow thruster batteries can be monitored, an Ant Savage narrowboat t-shirt that looks a bit like Three Bridges, and a book on foraging weeds! Photos to follow if I can be bothered. A pretty good present haul. Thank you everyone.
Christmas dinner of left overs
Mid afternoon we enjoyed more of our Christmas Eve gammon, then some improvising was required for my birthday cake. In a drawer in the kitchen Mick had found some celebratory candles. These only lasted a short while before they extinguished themselves, even before being blown out! But one of the millionaire bars came in handy with the posh candle Mick had bought. Not quite the baked French cheesecake I’d planned, but at least I got to make a wish as I blew out the candle, I also got to eat the whole of the cake myself, so as not to share my germs with Mick!
Improvised birthday cake
Boxing Day. I was a touch concerned that should we leave the duck until I felt well enough to have Frank round it would have gone off, so I finished the Christmas Day prep, stuffing and gravy making and baked the cheesecake. Mid-afternoon 25 hours later than originally planned, we tucked into Christmas dinner. Mick said it was very nice, my taste buds had gone on strike so I couldn’t comment. No room for cake and in fact I seemed to take a downward turn in the evening and headed to bed early.
Yesterday we got chance to try the cake at last at lunch time. When in the oven I’d slightly panicked that the tin hadn’t been big enough for the mixture, but thankfully it had just risen up and not gone over the edges. I refrained from making raspberry coulis to go with it, even without it was very tasty, surprisingly considering it was made with sweetener rather than sugar so Frank could have some, at least I could taste it!
Breakfast in bed
Hopefully in the next couple of days we’ll get Frank round for a dinner, pull some crackers and consume the nice wine he’d brought round in advance and help us finish off my cake. We’ve also still got tree presents to unwrap when he’s here.
So we got lots of nice things for Christmas and one lurgy! We’re at least a day behind ourselves, maybe we’ll catch up before the New Year and get to go for a walk, my first time outside the house in nearly a week!
The other evening I came across a post on social media regarding CRT’s Reservoir Watch. This year, as all boaters know, has been a bad one for water levels around the network. The dry spring and summer along with some reservoirs being kept low for maintenance, halted navigation along many canals. Certainly, our plans changed because of the lack of water. Should the water levels have been better, then we’d have been able to head by boat onto the South Oxford Canal for me to commute to work on panto. Mick and Tilly would have had to have been north of Somerton Deep Lock to avoid being stuck whilst new lock gates were installed at the beginning of November. Then we’d have spent the last few weeks gradually cruising northwards, the aim of reaching Alrewas for Christmas. Our festive duck would have been ordered at Coates Butchers ready to be picked up Christmas Eve. Betwixedmas would have been spent, watching river levels and hopefully making our way to Redhill Marina for Oleanna to come out of the water at New Year to await her repaint in the spring.
Tree!A lot bigger than we’d have had on the boat.
But that just wasn’t to be. Instead, we’ll have a walk along the south bay beach, followed by Christmas dinner with our friend Frank. Our bird will come from TS Horsleys, vegetables provided by Tree Top Press, pudding will be my birthday cake late afternoon as usual. It’ll be a lovely time, but I will miss watching and smelling the braised cabbage slowly cooking on top of the multi-fuel stove and juggling things between the fridge in the galley and the overflow fridge at the stern of Oleanna safely tucked under the pram cover.
However, I’ve digressed.
Me! Never!!
The Reservoir Watch is interesting, levels having risen dramatically in some areas of the country after Novembers down pouring of rain. Did you know it was the wettest month of the year, so far? Not hard during a drought year. But hopefully things are looking brighter for next year as levels are recovering, except for the Huddersfield Narrow and the GU South which are both still hovering around 50% of their capacity. Some reservoirs are still having work carried out on them, Toddbrook being held at -12m below its top until work is completed, the Peak Forest and Macclesfield Canals will sigh a big sigh once Toddbrook is full again.
The cheese has arrived from Hebden Bridge
We’ve not had chance to visit Oleanna for a couple of weeks, she’s that little bit too far away to visit and have a bowl of soup whilst doing jobs. But as time gets closer to her repaint we’ll be visiting to empty cupboards. A chance to rationalise items on board that may not have been seen for years, but have been acting as handy ballast!
Now which one shall I do?
Christmas prep is well under way here in Scarborough. This afternoon will see me baking a spiced orange cake to enjoy with my family pre-Christmas. The choice of birthday cake this year has to cater for diabetic as well as gluten-free diets. I think I’ve decided between a rice pudding cake and a cheese cake.
Waiting to watch the SJT Christmas show
The decorations are all up, cards arriving, cards and biscuits delivered, annual hair cut and a visit to the SJT to watch our lodger in Sleeping Beauty, written by Nick Lane. For those who know Nick’s Christmas shows it doesn’t follow the usual story line. Hippos, Teddys and some wonderful lighting along with Annies very good badie made for a good nights entertainment.
Tilly watching out of the window
Thank you to the Cleddau and Tentatrice crews for your reviews of Beauty and The Beast at Chippy. I think you must have had the Happy Koala performance? Thankfully microphone problems they’ve been having recently had been solved before you saw the show. I hope you all booed in the right places and joined in with the song sheet and ahhhed when Les and Shelly snogged.
Little Ted watching to protect us from Badies in the house
Watching updates from Taylors Aboard about the Bridgewater breach show that the earth dam to the south of the breach has not been completed before the Christmas break. According to Josh it’s because the weather has been so wet. We watch Chris on NB Elektra who is on the Leeds Liverpool Canal and we read the blogs from those on board this Christmas, everyone helping to keep our boating habit fed.
Pair 109 coming along whilst watching films
0 locks, 0 miles, 0 trains, 1 duck ordered, 2kg potatoes may not be enough, 1 London Leckenby gathering, 1 cake to choose, 1 painting, pair 109 just about finished in time, 6 inches of hair gone, 1 Teddy for protection, 1.5 kg plums, 2 oranges, 7 eggs! 1 lonely boat by 8 cooling towers.
Mick’s sisters were otherwise engaged this morning, conferences, giving speeches, looking round churches with American friends or sleeping, so there was no Geraghty zoom. It turned out to be just as well really.
Time to get up Tilly!
At just gone 10 am my phone binged. I’m here! Oh gosh, I’d meant it when I’d said ‘come early if you want to’, but hadn’t imagined that to be 10am. It didn’t matter anyway, I’d dusted down the worst of the cobwebs yesterday and only really had the back door mat to shake out to feel like we weren’t living in a hovel. Mick jumped in the shower for a spruce up.
I could see down the towpath a lady stopping to chat, the cheese boat caught her attention for a while, then I could see that she was carrying a stack of something. Had she bought the cheese shop out of all their stock? NO she’d stopped at the pub to use their loo and bought a coffee each for us.
Smiles all round with Susie
There are people in this world who just make you smile, and Susie is most definitely one them. We worked together numerous times at the SJT, Things That Go Bump Season, Virtual Reality, lunchtime shows in the restaurant. Our paths nearly crossed a few years ago in Oxford when she was on tour playing Miss Marple, but the theatre had a power outage and I came down with covid the following day shortly followed by Mick. A mutual friend, Christine, had mentioned that we were near Derby at the moment and filled Susie in with Mick’s recent events. Susie called the other day and in a whirlwind had offered to take me out for lunch. I had to stop her in her tracks to say that Mick was now home and ask if he could come too. We sat and chatted, reminiscing on shows in Scarborough, good and bad things, but mostly how wonderful the theatre and the people had been back then. Happy and busy times for us all.
Susie has just opened in a new Torben Betts play Murder at Midnight. The second play in a trilogy of comedy thrillers. So this week, tech week, had been a long one for her. Hopefully we’ll get chance to see the show this coming week before it sets off on tour.
She’s a pretty good actress as well as an artist!
She gave us a little down time as she wanted to do a painting in her diary to help remember the day. A chair was leant to her along with my watercolour water pot and she sat out on the towpath suitably attired (well she is an actress) to paint Oleanna’s portrait. We knew she was still there as we could hear her laughing with passers-by, more smiles being handed out on a Sunday morning.
Painting done, we all walked down to The Dragon for lunch. I’d asked in a Boat Women group where was best for Sunday lunch in Willington. Several options had come back, one too far away and not by the canal, another at a pub with a long menu you get in chain, then The Dragon which was reported to do very nice food during the week, a touch pricey. Well I do a mean roast myself and after the last two weeks didn’t want to be disappointed, and end up wishing I’d cooked my own, plus there was a vast choice on the menu of gluten free options.
Starters
Blimey the place is huge, glad I’d booked a table! We opted for 2 courses, everyone having Bruschetta for starters. Mick then opted for the chicken breast, far superior to the one he had last Sunday, whilst Susie and I went for the beef, seriously treating ourselves with an upgrade to ribeye roast beef. Normally a gf option means you get different gravy and no Yorkshire Pudding, but here that wasn’t the case, good gravy and a pudding that competed on a level with Mick and Susies, plus there was cauliflower cheese which I could eat too! What a feast, we weren’t disappointed in the slightest.
The beef was wonderful
We all left the pub, contentedly full, smiling from ear to ear. The sofa was calling to all us, so it was time to wave Susie goodbye at the bus stop and for us to return to Tilly on Oleanna.
Before we settled down for the afternoon, I walked up the towpath to see if there was any space ahead away from the railway. There was so we dropped the covers and pushed on half a mile to where Tilly could go climbing trees and pouncing in the friendly cover.
Tilly in the trees
A lovely day all round and the only time it rained was when we were inside the pub.
0 locks, 0.5 miles, 0 zoom, 1 last quick tidy, 1 David W***y, 1 Village Wooing, 1 tennis court, 1 painting, 3 Sunday roasts, 3 very full contented smiling people, 1 bill split, 1 happy cat, 1 lovely Susie, thank you for coming to see us.
