The icing on the cake (or the sugar on the Bath bun)

As we crossed a turnover bridge, I thought I espied an old boat on the towpath where we were heading. This was very exciting, as I was with someone with very little knowledge of old boats, and not much more interest, so I was able to entrance and inform her as I went through the process of identifying it as a Woolwich butty - though I must confess I initially thought it was a small - so imagine my delight when the owner emerged to tell us that it was in fact Aston.

So, a large Woolwich to make my big weekend away complete.