Life:
- Why, when I know what I want and where it is, do people get in the way by dawdling along window shopping or shelf examining?
- Why, when I want to stand and look at goods in windows or on shelves, do people push past in a hurry to get to somewhere far beyond my ken?
Seems that we're down to two pairs of grebes on the pond.
A narrowboat, Sapphire, came through Morse lock.

Apparently they'd been moored at Shireoaks marina for a week after doing the head. Didn't like the weed or the lack of mooring places(?). From Brum, moving on to York.
Isn't it strange how coot chicks have red heads?



