We're still in Skipton on the boat. 
It was pouring down last night so outside on the towpath it was quite mucky and Bella had to be washed half way up her legs before coming back inside the boat. 

Frank went to the music jam session at the Boat House this afternoon. I had planned a quiet afternoon playing my ukulele but I started tidying the boat inside and one thing led to another and I ended up doing a full clean, mopped the floors damp dusted everywhere. 
I did have a short burst on the uke then I made pizza for tea.

Now we're all cosy in a nice clean boat about to watch a Billy Connolly DVD.