Show me the way
I AM ALWAYS fascinated by the stories contributed by Steve Haywood – his 'rant a month' is quite often very much in line with my own thoughts, only he does say it better. He was a bit peeved in the May edition about torches.
Steve, I have a vision of you emerging from the canalside inn where you have consumed pints of Old and Filthy. Now, with a fading torch merely a glimmer, weaving a slightly unsteady salsa. In the semi darkness, finding a pile of dog poo. “Must make a note of this, it will make a good rant – inconsiderate dog owners.”
Dog poo has an amazing ability to stick, especially to boating shoes. You try to wipe the wretched stuff off, just as cyclists hurtle into you. “Must make a note to rant about ‘towpath social hand grenades’ – cyclists.” (Yes, I know you have covered these subjects – worth repeating in a more savage form, though.)
Steve, I have a solution to your torch problem. – I have two, named the EverLight torch, a by-product of the Trevor Bailey wind-up radio and other electrical kit where electricity is in short supply or nonexistent. A simple twist of the rotating end and there is sufficient bright light for ages. I have owned two EverLight torches for years. Never fail. Just a few alternate twists.
A request to other boaters on the Thames. If you are approaching a narrow piece of navigation, say a single arch bridge, the downstream boat gives way to the upstream vessel which is being carried on the current. My other request – wait until the lock is empty before entering, and moor as far down the lock as possible.
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