Canal Day 12: Heron

There just has to be a heron shot in my canal journey blips!

The day started badly. Kat went out do do her run at 6.00am and sprained her ankle. She rang Greig who went to find her and give her a piggyback back to the boat. That put her out of action while she sat with her feet up.

I was preparing the morning's bacon butties when a hit my knuckle with a newly sharpened carving knife. It bled profusely and that was me out of dish-washing duties until I could get some rubber gloves.

Her with her feet up meant I could have a wander off the boat to a canal-side M&S at Stone while the menfolk tied up and topped up the water tank.

Drat! I forgot to look for rubber gloves in M&S!