Canal dreams

After some fairly boring nominal tasks (recycling, bank) we paid a visit to Stubbing Wharf, It was the first time I had ever been there and so Jon led the way up the steps at the back of the pub to the canalside picnic tables. It was lovely to have a little drink and sit and watch the water. J wrote his Mum's mother's day card and we laughed up our sleeves at the strange little man in the field adjacent to the canal practising his golf strokes, BADLY.