You know that wedding outfit that I got too fat for before the wedding arrived? The one I bought from the designer clothing agency in November? Well on that same occasion I bought my first ever pair of stretch jeans.
Going for a narrowboat holiday on a canal with no locks – which is what we just did - is the holiday equivalent of stretch jeans: pure self-indulgence. No good will come of it.There is no work to do and you grow fat and lazy.
We had a wonderful time, and not just because the days were hot and sunny. This is my favourite photo from our trip on the Lancaster canal.
It was the morning I decided to stay in bed and write while Dave set off down the cut. (He set off at 06.45 so I have some excuse.) Unfortunately this was also the morning we came across the only swing bridge on our trip, so I had to get out of bed after all, to open it in my pyjamas. The photo shows Dave waiting for me to get back on the boat.