Wednesday
12th October, 2011
We slept really well in our lovely bedroom;
we love the bedding which we had bought four years ago when the boat was still
just a dream. Our KG guys arrived and continued to work on the outstanding
jobs. About mid-day, we moved MM out of the ‘dry-dock’ to the diesel point
where we filled her with diesel and water. Then, finally, after a build process
which lasted eight months, we said an emotional farewell to the guys as they
left to return to the KG workshop. They
had work to do on “Barocha” and “Das Boot”, both of which had been craned out
of the canal immediately after MM had been craned in. They also had work to do to finish “Kalliope”
which should have been launched on Monday but wasn’t ready in time.
There are still some unfinished jobs on
board, such as no mirrors! These had to
be specially ordered and hadn’t arrived in time. Marion
asked what she was supposed to do – how does a girl attend to her hair and
make-up? Even Robin was grizzling that
he couldn’t trim his beard!!!!
At 2:00pm, we sailed the short distance
back to the Rock of Gibraltar where we dropped off a birthday card for Stamatis,
the landlord whose 50th birthday was the following weekend. We then
had lunch, our first meal on board. While we were eating, a narrowboat went by
far too fast and the resulting “wash” caused Marion’s shampoo bottle to be thrown out of
the rack in the shower, the lid flew off and most of its contents went down the
plughole. A good start!
Richard (the First) had forgotten to give
us a BW key so we met him at Shipton
Bridge (220), where he
gave it to us; it would have been difficult to take on water and discharge
waste without it! It felt sad waving
goodbye to him as he walked away.
The first lift bridge was a bit of a
challenge! We were a little concerned it
would come down on our heads! Robin got off MM and lifted the bridge but it
kept falling back down – so Marion
had to came and hold it open while Robin sailed MM through.
“Bones” (viz “Canal Boat” magazine)
was still moored up at Thrupp!
We cruised for two hours or so. All along the towpath, MM was much admired by
walkers and onlookers and it was the most wonderful feeling to be able to say
proudly “She’s brand new today!”
Then, to our complete astonishment,
came the first of our “Many Meetings”.
It was extraordinary. Just past Yarnton Bridge (228), we saw a couple walking on
the towpath. Marion and the chap (Paul
Gliddon) recognised each other. Marion
worked with Paul at Bristow Helicopters, Paul had been the Manager of Bristow’s
Australian operation and the coincidence didn’t end there - it was Paul who had
taught Robin to fly back in the 1960’s! Robin
hadn’t seen Paul for forty-five years! Paul
and his wife Liz live in Australia and they were staying overnight with Paul’s
90-year old mother, who lived next to the canal, before flying back to
Australia the following morning. They just happened to have decided to go for a
stroll along that stretch of canal! They joined us for tea on board and we
christened the pansy teapot – our first very special guests. They then helped
us through Kidlington Green Lock (4) where we moored up for the night and they
went back to Paul’s mother’s. It was
absolutely wonderful to see them and the most incredible coincidence.
After we moored up, we had our first dinner
on board and discovered to our horror that, having spent months planning our
journey and making endless lists of “Things to Take with us”, we had neglected
to pack a bottle opener! Unbelievable!
Especially given that we had a plentiful supply of wine on board – and would
you believe it - all of our bottles had real corks, not screw tops! How frustrating! So we had to content ourselves with fruit
juice instead with our first dinner!
5 miles and 4 locks – 3
hours