Daily ramblings from a feminist, atheist, autistic academic and historic narrow boater who likes cats, beer, tea, and solitude, and is strangely fascinated by the cinema organ.
Sunday, 24 February 2019
And lo, here is the tram - I was going for the effect of one of those pictures they put on jigsaw puzzles, with a horse-drawn boat in the foreground while a steam loco thunders across a viaduct behind. OK, not quite the same.
This is a winding hole (had terrible trouble convincing Margi of the pronunciation), which also, supposedly, offers the possibility of stern-on mooring, though I'm at a bit of a loss to see how you'd get to the bank from one of the little pontoon things in the middle, other than by stepping across other boats, in which case you wouldn't need the pontoony things at all.