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Another week gone by and we are still here in Castlefield Basin, We are still awaiting our new cushions to be made for the Dinette/ Double bed the company making them said that they would be ready by the weekend however it now seems they May be ready tomorrow. On the precept that they would be ready by the weekend Mat and Lorraine said they would stay over on Sat night but having now no bed on board they had to bring two inflatable beds to substitute for the now missing cushions, Mat did not get much sleep as one of them kept going down. I think he must have spent all night with the air dryer (and before you get the health and safety involved it was on cold) blowing up the mattress and when you have batteries for the electric system it takes no time at all to flatten them with household appliance's anyway alls well now. We have a busy week the only bad day for weather was Thursday when we took the boat up to Worsley for a pump out and Diesel It was freezing and damp and its a five hour round trip those this gave Noreen plenty of time to do the washing as we can only do it when the engine is running it also gives her something to do as there are no locks. We also had lots of visitors Maryanne came and helped us entertain Thomas on Sat whilst Mat and Lorraine got some uninterrupted shopping in. We also sat Thomas on sat night whilst they dined out though mat says how can you spend that much money and still be hungry he will never know. Maryanne is fine and still her usual self and still acting more her shoe size than age, taking her and Thomas out can be quite trying.(check out the pic taken in the museum

Friday we had two old school friends over (Margaret nee Taylor and her husband John Shaw) that I hadn't seen for nearly fifty years and the strange thing is that it felt as though we had never been apart isn't it strange how time can dull the memory and stimulate it all at the same time, we chatted for hours and now reunited intend not to let time separate such good memories. I think when we were in your early teens you must soak up every emotion known to medical science, all your hormones are running wild, every feeling becomes an experiment, and every experiment becomes an emotion (I am not talking drugs here, we never touched them, our life’s were confused enough without them) these make up the memories that last the longest and remain the strongest. After almost fifty years Margaret still has the Innocent charm of a fifteen year old in the early sixties, and John looks as though he could still run out for the first eleven, Me I fell into the abyss and saw the dark side, which has sort of dulled some of my opinions in life, even at fifteen I think my innocence had been sullied. We are having a reunion in May although I cannot attend as I will be in Worcester just my luck the only time I could get my own back on some of the scrotes I went to school with and I’m away which in the great scheme of things is about my luck. I wish them all a great night.

Our kid and Carol comes tomorrow for the day that’s always good for a laugh if he breaks anything I will take a photo

Time to go batteries are nearly flat

Big Al

                                                                   Barton swing bridge with the M60 in the background

The lighthouse at Patricroft

Maryanne and Thomas in the museum