This week, my best friend celebrated her birthday by forcing myself and some of her friends from work to go for dinner with her. She had to tempt us with pancakes. It worked.Read
The month of May is almost upon us, with the promise of sunny days and summer close behind. It is also apparently the month chosen for local canal festivals.Read
OCCASIONALLY– usually in the heat of summer, which apparently does exist – someone will ask me whether I’ve ever been swimming in the canal, as opposed to simply fallen in.Read
WHEN I was 15 years old, my parents decided that there wasn’t really enough room on a single narrowboat for a growing teenager and a sane adult, and so I moved out on to my own boat, Freedom, which was, as I said at the time, frickin’ awesome. Read
This week my mother and her partner have disappeared off to sunnier climes (lucky for some) and have left little old me in charge of their boat and, more importantly, our cat.Read
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It was a warm, sunny day when I met my arch enemy. I wasn’t uncomfortable, waiting patiently on the path for The Swan to decide she wanted to move, but equally I felt ridiculously waiting for her to move out of my way.Read
Today I wanted to get some writing done, but my laptop was out of battery. In a house I would have just plugged it in but unfortunately this is a boat, and nothing is that easy. Read