Thursday 4 May 2017

Peregrinations 3.1

If this is 'old age', then I'm getting very lazy in it. For the past couple of weeks; since my birthday; we - Lyn and I - have been (what might be observed as) drifting aimlessly along the Staffordshire and Worcestershire (pronounced: Woostershire) Canal, the River Severn, the Droitwich Canal, and the Worcester (pronounced: Wooster) and Birmingham Canal. We are feeling quite indolent and smug. (INDOLENT AND SMUG ... sounds like a firm of 'Financial Advisors'!)

Anyway ... the birthday train-trip went wonderfully well; viz (images of we two, plus our daughter: Jane; plus our son-in-law: Max)


(Birthday) Dinner Is Served!

That's Max - our hair-cutter and son-in-law - in the middle ... 

... and that's Jane: our wonderful (and only) daughter
 ... sitting next to him.

Here's the star of the show ...
whilst down at the other end is ...
"Loco Fireman is m' grade, boilin' water is m' trade.
The Driver thinks he runs the show,
but if I'm not there, the train won't go
."

















Look at that smile - Lyn's as well as mine - it's been a birthday to remember!

Now we're meandering to Warwick, where Moonstone will await our return from those, there United States of America. Lazily yours ... Tom.