21st
July 2019
Cheshire Cat
to Chester
3 miles, 8
locks
As you will
find out in tomorrow's post below, (I am writing this on 22nd July) today has been rather stressful which has expunged much of yesterday from my mind!
I could not
fail to notice this amazing construction – the lucky children who live here
either have a very clever parent (I was going to say Dad, but our daughter does
the DIY in their house!) or parents with deep pockets
All I really seem to remember were locks – 8 big ones! The gearing on the bottom gates means winding and winding and winding to open and then close the paddles
At most of the
locks Monty and I were walking ahead leaving Ken to finish off the one the
boats were in. As I walked to one, a boat
came towards me which meant the lock should be full and ready for us. Well I am sure all you boaters will know that
sinking feeling when you hear paddles being wound to empty the lock for a boat
waiting to come up. To be fair to them I
was too far off for them to realise what I was doing, so there was nothing for
it, but to wait. Had we not waited I
would have missed an interesting tale.
The boat was
a hire boat from Nantwich carrying a family group headed by Octogenarian Mum
and Dad (he was 88) plus two sons and their partners. One of the brothers told me this was a very
special trip for Dad as he was born on a boat (Spade) (https://hnbc.org.uk/boats/spade) somewhere
along this stretch of water, quite possibly near Bunbury. He was one of 14 siblings. So yes, it was worth the wait. It is not often that one meets waterway
history in the flesh.
Lock keeper’s lunch!
right opposite the pub
But it will
do us fine for a couple of nights and I am glad to report that despite many
people sat outside at the pub until late the noise was not intrusive.
Monday 22nd
July 2019
Chester
The day dawned
dry and sunny. The bed was stripped and bedding
washed and pegged out very securely and we left to explore a bit of Chester (hoping
the pegs stood up to the wind and that the sheets would not end up back in Bromsgrove
before we did!).
Just outside
the Cathedral is this statue that was erected in 1992 as part of the 900th
anniversary celebrations of the Cathedral.
Beside the
Cathedral is this rather splendid branch of Barclays Bank
I noticed
this manatee in the Cloisters which I think is one of the exhibits made from ‘rubbish’
So do now join
me on my very fast tour! Not so fast
that I could not appreciate what a magnificent building it is
Magnificent stained-glass
windows both traditional
and modernOn the left as you enter are some magnificent murals to which my camera has not done justice
Then tucked away at the end on the right they are raising funds by creating a lego replica of the Cathedral
We wandered
back into the main street where there is a good view of the Eastgate clock (the picture was taken after the events as outlined below!
The next step
was to find somewhere for lunch that would take dogs, either inside or had
shade outside. We opted for a pub called
The Victoria.
So far, so
good – I mentioned earlier that today did not go as planned. Well this is where is all went wrong. We found a table, erected the umbrella and
Chris turned to go inside to order a drink and get some menus. He tripped and stubbed his toe again, but
this time comprehensively and there was a large pool of blood. What to do?
I went in to see if they had a first-aider. They did and Lorna arrived with a large box
of kit. She was very professional and
applied a lot of dressing to the entire front part of Chris’ foot. She advised a trip to A&E. When we explained we were on a boat and had
no car and would a taxi take Chris whilst he was bleeding, she went off to get
her car and took him herself. So we have
no idea what the food or drinks are like in that pub, but the service could not
be beaten.
Monty and I returned
via part of the city walls to the boat for an afternoon of waiting and swapping
text messages with Chris. He was in and
out well within the four hour time limit and felt he had been well looked after. The x-ray showed that he has dislocated his
toe and needs to have it checked when we get home to check if there has been
any tendon damage. I gave instructions of
where the taxi could stop which worked perfectly. He is
mobile and not in pain, but it was a stressful day for both of us in different
ways.
So what was
not to be? The visit to the Cheese Shop. Another time maybe.
I am sure
tomorrow will be better!
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