Another cold morning yesterday, bright but with a chilly breeze as George reverses Still Rockin’ out of our mooring
… and brings the bow round to enter the bridge onto the Paddington Arm of the Grand Union Canal, it’s been a while since we went this way.
A perfect turn!
On the other side of the bridge, the house which I would think was perhaps a lengthman’s residence (he would have looked after a designated length of canal) looks as if it’s getting a refurbishment - good to see it’s not been knocked down.
We know we’re getting close to Southall visitor moorings when we start to see swans
… and canada gees and pigeons at a feeding frenzy
… even though the warning signs are there
I for one, would not stop at these moorings.
It wasn’t long after that we arrived at our next mooring at Willow Tree open space
… where we were surprised and pleased that there was space for us and an hour or so later for nb Ferndale too. (by the way Diane makes lovely flatbread as well as scones and welsh cakes!)