It's all downhill from here

Yesterday lunchtime we relented and walked up hill and down dale to buy our newspaper in Whaley Bridge, following the canal back to Tardis Two, mainly because it was level, we were knackered and we could not get lost (?) 

Whaley Bridge is very like Bugsworth, only bigger, busier , and has a wide selection of shops, including  a large Tesco. Lynne chose her forthcoming birthday present in a tiny boutique.

I could see no reason for staying longer, but Lynne could. Unfortunately we failed to discuss our individual decisions with each other, so our departure took place under a distinct cloud and coolness, coming to a festering head at the first swing bridge where we had a loud row, very unusual for us, but it cleared the air and scared one or two passers-by in the process.

We moored overlooking a spectacular view. I can't wait for the morning.