Still hot.

 We crept off the next morning, we had an appointment at Swanley Marina at 9am.  We were a few minutes late due to the number of moored boats along the way, under trees, I couldn't blame them either.

When we got to Swanley the man was waiting there, as events had panned out he had been awake that morning at 5am but had delayed his journey to Hastings (On the south coast ) to see us.  Madness really as my David was awake, up and off before 5am and we could easily have met him then.

Anyway more of that later.  We were in full sun there for a couple of hours and I was already flaking....

We set off again primarily in the search for shade from the afternoon sun, with good 4G as the tennis was on that afternoon. 

A couple of locks to do, which was fine, I walked on to the second and talking to the young male crew member, I asked him where they had been moored previously, Oh out in the countryside above Wrenbury.

Were there horseflies' by any chance?

Yes, dreadful he replied, we've been bitten all over!!

Now Adam had said they had found horseflies' too, so thank you Adam for the heads up.

As we went along we were checking our phones for signal...

Lisa I've got it here!

Moored up, under trees and the boat was fairly cool.

Nothing much more happened that day.  There was lounging, map studying, the boiling of eggs and I managed to do a bit more unpacking of clothing.  I never do all that in one go.

But it was here later that afternoon that I gave up on my Online Book Group book choice.  A prize winner but absolutely not for me, I carried on until page 60 but that was enough.  

I doubt I could give it away to any of my friends.

Latitudes of Longing by Shubhangi Swarup..... let me know if you'd like this near pristine copy.

Supper was beef salad.

The sun did come around the trees between 4pm and 5pm and golly it was still hot then.  We slept with the waterside hatch doors open and the back sliding hatch and only under a sheet.

Phew.

This was the mooring under trees.