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Boat Blog: Aimless meanderings (11)

Posted by indigodream on 2 October, 2013

Rewind to Thursday 22nd August

Goring to Cookham

Hordes going to the Reading Festival - it was like this for miles!

Hordes going to the Reading Festival – it was like this for miles!

There was apocalyptic rainfall overnight, which made me a bit concerned about the river level. A short narrowboat has brested up to us last night and had moored with their centre rope slung across our roof to the bank. If the river came up, their rope would push us down. I needn’t have worried – the river effortlessly absorbed the rainfall, though I did check the ropes in the middle of the night just in case!

We had to be up early today as Sarah needed and Andy needed to get away to Liverpool. Sarah’s birthday dawned rain-washed but fair – the hounds woke up first – Sarah and I had a pyjama walk along the towpath. Given my experience with Ollie in Staines, we decided to wear soft day clothes as pyjamas so we only looked modestly eccentric, though some would say that just the fact of walking 5 greyhounds makes us eccentric regardless πŸ™‚

Sarah and Andy set off around 9am, while I went up to the vets to sort out the dispensing error. I was deeply unimpressed by the receptionist, who accused the vet of putting on the wrong strength on the label (which she hadn’t) rather than admitting she had put the wrong strength of tablets in the bottle! They didn’t have the strength I needed, so we plumped for double the quantity of the lower strength that they had in stock; then she and the nurse couldn’t work out how to label them. In the end, I explained to them that I was a pharmacist and that if they gave me enough of the tablets them I was very happy with how to administer them. I was cross – mistakes happen, that’s ok, but in this case, things were put right in a pretty ham-fisted way! Would I use the vet at Goring again? Yes – the vets are great, but I’ll be checking any medication before I leave the surgery!

This is the woman who was swimming the length of the Thames for charity - the board was very visible and protected her from passing traffic. Sadly I can'd find her charity - a google search is overwhelmed by David Walliams stories :-(

This is the woman who was swimming the length of the Thames for charity – the board was very visible and protected her from passing traffic. Sadly I can’d find her charity – a google search is overwhelmed by David Walliams stories 😦

The vet debacle made our start a bit later than planned, but still substantially earlier than on any other day of the holiday so we couldn’t complain!

We now had to race down to Reading, where we were due to pick up Cyril and Kate for another mini-cruise. As we approached Reading, we were amazed to see thousands of young people lining the towpath. We’d completely forgotten that the Reading Festival was happening at the weekend, and we had no idea that so many people attended! Many looked weary with the long walk and queued for the entrepreneurial, impromptu, and possibly illegal, ferry service set up by youth with small boats! Many were carrying camping gear – others had resorted to the strategy of carrying nothing, wearing wellies and very little else – I had a wry thought that they’d undoubtedly find a place to sleep πŸ˜€

We picked Kate and Cyril up above Caversham Lock and set off downriver – they’d insisted on providing lunch (yum!) so we stopped above Sonning Lock so that we could do justice to the fine food they’d brought.

We had an exceptionally convivial trip down to Henley, where we dropped them off with minutes to spare for their bus home. We’ve really enjoyed cruising with them and hope that we can offer them another cruise sometime.

We noted in passing that there were warning signs at the locks – the prime moorings at Beale Park were apparently besieged by wasps’ nests. We’d spoken to a boater yesterday that had been assailed by the pests – unsurprisingly, hammering a mooring pin into a wasps nest really winds them up!

Once we’d dropped Kate and Cyril off, we had the big rush to get to Cookham for our next social engagement – an evening with the crews of nb Matilda Rose and nb No Problem – click on their links for some fab photos!

It was a bit of a dash, but we got there just before dark – nb Matilda Rose and nb No Problem had found a prime mooring spot and they shuffled out so that we could get in towpath side (to offload the greyhounds). We got the dogs introduced – our five greyhounds, Ollie, Henry, Archie, Herbie and Bertie; Matilda Rose’s tibetan terriers Baxter and Muttley, No Problem’s collies Meg and Penny and their guest labradors, Buddy and Tilley – so that’s a combined pack of 11 dogs! The hounds got on famously and we’d soon colonised the towpath with deckchairs, dog beds, drinks and another chinese takeaway for the Indigo Dreamers. Graham got his banjolele out and showed us how much he’d learnt – pretty amazing for someone self-taught. We had a slight drama later on – nb No Problem’s Penny pup went missing! We called and called, but there was no sign of her – as a last resort we checked the boats and there she was – locked into Indigo Dream with the greyhounds – she must have sneaked in! That’s a testament to how relaxed the dogs were together πŸ™‚

It was a wonderful evening and I was sad when it came to an end – but it had been a long day and I couldn’t have stayed awake a moment longer…

Photoblog:

No that's a sight you don't often see - this cabin was being loaded onto the barge - who knows why??

No that’s a sight you don’t often see – this cabin was being loaded onto the barge – who knows why??

And this is where they seem to have ended up...

And this is where they seem to have ended up…

To support these bridge works near to Whitchurch lock presumably...

To support these bridge works near to Whitchurch lock presumably…

Impromptu concert to entertain the queues at Reading..

Impromptu concert to entertain the queues at Reading..

Equally impromptu water taxi!

Equally impromptu water taxi!

This newly landscaped garden had the excrutiatingly polite notice "sorry, no mooring please" - surely no need to apologise - it's your garden!

This newly landscaped garden had the excruciatingly polite notice “sorry, no mooring please” – surely no need to apologise – it’s your garden!

This made me laugh - that's just the size of stick that our first rescue dog, Honey, would have gone for! The hounds don't DO sticks!

This made me laugh – that’s just the size of stick that our first rescue dog, Honey, would have gone for! The greyhounds don’t DO sticks!

Someone's got a sense of humour :-D

Someone’s got a sense of humour πŸ˜€

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