Coming back from Braunston

We left Sheffield at half past three and took here hours to get the hundred or so miles to Braunston. We hadn't intended to set off tonight, but it seemed like a good idea at the time, so we untied at ten to seven. The evening was overcast but pleasant, until black clouds started looming and the heavens opened on Jim whilst I was cooking the dinner. It quickly passed and we are now tied up just short of the top of Hillmorton. The two and a half hours we've got under our belt equates to the time it will take to do the Alvecote-Braunston-Sheffield car shuffle on Sunday (when the traffic should be a lot lighter).

As we left Braunston I was hailed by Jaq on Valerie - too late to stop and talk, which was very frustrating. I hope we'll get to catch up one day soon.