Boating

Last weekend we joined Graeme's parents for a long weekend on a canal barge on the Coventry canal. I'd never been on a canal boat before and it took me a while to get into the swing of things, or rather the saunter of things. Fortunately they had already had the boat for a couple of days and knew what they were doing. Graeme drove the boat for some of the time. I spent most of it sitting at the front.

As holidays go I don't think I'll be queuing up to spend a week or more on a canal (some people said they were out for months at a time), but it was very relaxing. I managed to finish a pair of plain socks and one of my fruit loop socks (I'll take some photos this weekend). It was good to catch up with my in-laws, and I saw plenty of ducklings, goslings and moor-hen-lings while doing this. I also saw a kingfisher at one point but even my lightening photographic reactions aren't up to catching that.

Mercifully the weather was sunny, so we were able to sit out. People were friendly and helpful. Working the locks was welcome exercises, although I did get chastised by a few people for cranking the handle in my enlarged state. If I followed everyone's advice I'd be in bed for 9 months, and I've seen plenty of pregnant women with toddlers under their arm or in a pushchair with a couple of bags of shopping. All in all a good experience, even if it wasn't a life changing one.

Just to make up for the pitiful lack of knitting content over the last few months, here of a photo of the Last Supper, depicted in full knitted glory, from Tamworth Cathedral, which was quite beautiful.