So we have finally left the lovely mooring.  Painted the side of Trundle, met Terry on Serendipity( super older boat), who has a range cooker, no less.  He came along with a loaf of bread that he had made, he always makes too much just for himself.  It was delicious with our curried parsnip soup, sitting outside in 75 degrees .  !!!

We are doing a Post Restante at Milton post office.  The first time we have done one. It means that when they receive something with this phrase on it, they have to keep it until a person collects and deals with.

Now I know you have all been waiting for the following news.  Airhead Composting toilet- the poo-part ---  emptying of.

Arrived at the Park Lane services , unscrewed the base and trotted off to the elsan. No problem…………so far.  Gave it a stir, and believe me it smelt like newly turned soil. !!! Honestly, it was amazing.  So I tipped the container  and the first donation flew into the hole and got stuck. ! flush, flush, bit more water and it eventually went.  Tipped in a b it more, got stuck again………..however this time Mick had to go find a stick to prod it.  Then the stick broke. So he went on got one of our old-fashioned heavy duty mooring stakes, and we started giving it a poke again.   Unfortunately, to no avail. Mick put more water with it, but it just kept on rising, and would not go down.We were still trilling on about how wonderful it smelt, but realised that we had caused a problem.  The nice young CRT man came to our aid.  We explained what had happened, assured him that it did  not stink, and offered tea/coffee with biccies.  He declined and said no worries, he would shift it.   Hm, Hm, an hour later and he had decided to lift the concrete lid outside and get out the rods, then some sort of suction pipe, he was also using his phone a lot perhaps asking what to do next ?

I went an apologised again, and said that we had learnt a lesson not to put so much in all at once in future. He said not to worry and he was finished at lunchtime anyway. Oh ok. So when we left, the door of the elsan was still open( not sure why, who doesn’t love the smell of newly dug soil ???? eh ?? ) he had gone, but so had his rods. !!!!

So all in all, we will be back to this wonderful waterway, but now its pastures new and heading towards the Maccie.   I wonder if Richard and Jackie Russell are about ??? Our  neighbours from Spain/. It would be good to catch up. 

 I know its  nature, but this  crow and his mate, tore apart a gosling right in front of us.  one parent bird was dead in the water, and little gosling escaped from under mums wing, and  " game over"

 There you go Gerry, BBQ Man mit vino rojo.

 1)Mick has turned to Islam and looking toward m ecca? 2) he's trying to steal that bench? 3) he's dropped a 5p coin?

 Guess !!!!! thats the elsan.

 "sausages"

 4.30am.   dont ask.