We had a good evening with Catherine, Nigel, and the kids last night — although service at The Wharf was shambolic to say the least. It wasn’t just our table, either, as other people also had to keep asking where their drink/food/bill was.
This morning we set off at around 9 and did the half mile into Heyford Fields marina, leaving the boat by the slipway. It’s not coming out of the water, they’re just going to sort out the stove (by which we assume we mean, get a new one). We were away by 10, and back home by lunchtime.
0.5 miles, 0 locks. (13 miles, 7 locks)