Apr 29
Of course, this was no ordinary rain. This is the kind of rain that soaks you to the skin in 2 seconds flat. Tropical Mexican storm you-can-have-a-shower-and-wash-your-hair-in-it-rain. The kind of rain you get in horror films or Stranger Things. Epic rain.
Having got all supplies (and crew-mates!), on board we set off from Caen Hill Marina about a week ago, and - many, many locks later - we are now on the River Kennet at Wootton Rivers (a pretty little place full of thatched cottages). A train just whooshed past close to the right, drowning out the sound of Ryan's guitar and the buzz of an overly inquisitive wasp.
Today you’ve been gone a whole year. I think of you often. I wonder if you knew that I would?
You were a dear friend and wise. Eighty eight in body, but not in spirit or sense of humour. I miss you. And I miss knowing you are next door. Read more
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