The following morning when David looked at the control panel, there was a sharp cry of "It can't be!" somehow the poo tank was full without anyone noticing. I have to say I really hate playing water and poo tank roulette, David with confidence tells me and anyone else who will listen to any toilet talk that our tank will last for two and a half to three weeks, whereas I say two weeks tops, I was then accused of unnecessarily flushing whatever that is.
So we had to get a pump out this day. We had passed quite a few and there was another boatyard up ahead. We told our travel mates and agreed to meet them further on.
|A few of many moored boats lining the canal.|
|Doesn't look windy does it....?|
|A pair of Fuel Boats moored up. For my Reader in Brazil, these boats deliver fuel diesel, gas for cookers, some do pump outs, coal for fires and toilet cleaner too.|
|Pretties, looks like apple blossom but David suggested Crab Apple blossom|
|Ugly pollarded willow trees, opposite WaL, can you see the nest hole?|
|So I snapped as fast as I could and if you look carefully near the top of the tree you can see the parent bird in flight having just fed the baby in this shot the baby is out of sight.|