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@towkneep
So long folks and thank you. I have decided itâs time to retire the Clockwise Words blog. As you will have noticed I havenât been active for some time now and I canât see that changing. I have thoroughly enjoyed the experience and I really hope you have too. Thank you for reading, commenting and liking and for just sticking with us. Cheers, Tony and Gill.
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Time flies when you're having fun
Time flies when youâre having fun
They say time flies when you are enjoying yourself. I canât believe that we have now lived on the boat for over three years and so I have to conclude that we must be enjoying it. This post was prompted by a friend who asked if I had thought of writing down my thoughts on boat life now that I have three years experience to look back on so here goes. Do we look like weâre enjoying ourselves? IâŚ
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So long swallows, see you next year
So long swallows, see you next year
A few days ago I sat on the back of the boat with the hot sun warming my back and a squadron of swallows swooping and diving overhead. It could have been mid summer were it not for a hint of gold adorning some of the nearby trees or the distinctive autumnal song of a robin in the hedgerow. Today, autumn has stifled the summerâs last gasp and those golden leaves are dancing on the rippling surfaceâŚ
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Bumbling around Bollington
Bumbling around Bollington and blogging about it.
Bosley Cloud
Our very leisurely progress along the Macclesfield canal has brought us to the small town of Bollington and the scenery along the way just keeps on getting more spectacular. Itâs so rare to be in such hilly terrain but this area even gives the Leeds and Liverpool Pennine section a run for itâs money.On a short evening stroll along the tow path we found ourselves peering down ontoâŚ
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Nine rounds with the Caldon
Nine rounds with the Caldon
The last blog ended with us moored at Milton and shortly after writing it a boat came by looking for a mooring spot. I gave him what information I had but pointed out that it was our first time on the Caldon so my information was sparse. His response: âyes mate, my first time too and most definitely my last!â. Boaters are funny like that, they either love or hate a particular water way and weâŚ
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Today is not a good day
Today is not a good day
Today is not a good day. The rain is determined, the wind is persistent and the summer has retreated with its tail between its legs. Looking out of the window at what should be the far bank of the canal but is, in reality just a boat width away, I can see the trees thrashing about as if they are desperate to break free from their roots and move to somewhere more hospitable. I would go with themâŚ
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A quiet evening out
A quiet evening out
I think I may be crepuscular. Itâs one of those words that are pleasing to pronounce and refers to animals that favour twilight. It also means dim and indistinct so make of that what you will.
I spent a wonderful couple of hours last night sitting out on the boat enjoying the transition from wet and dreary afternoon to clear and perfectly calm evening through to starlit night. It was magical.âŚ
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Rewards per mile
Taking things one day and four miles at a time
Everybody talks about narrow boats travelling at four miles per hour because in theory that is the maximum speed allowed on most canals. In practice the majority of boats average nearer two and a half or three miles an hour. We arenât going to set any new records as I have just brought the logs up to date and it turns out that after nineteen days we have covered eighty miles at a stately fourâŚ
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A minor obsession
Why I would like to rename our boat.
Most tribes have their obsessions and will discuss them endlessly, and probably boringly, given the slightest opportunity. The tribe I am most familiar with is that of the cyclists and they will bang on and on about punctures, hills, waterproof (or not) clothing and motorists. Or more particularly, motorists that hate cyclists. Itâs no different withâŚ
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...and they're off!
Out of lock down and into locks again. The Golden Girl is back.
HELLOOOOO! Itâs me, Tony, your unreliable blogger. Today is day two of a new travel chapter on the good ship Golden Girl and I am inspired to put keyboard to screen and start out as I almost certainly wonât continue with a new blogging phase.
I canât remember exactly when my creative juices dried up last year but letâs not go back over old failings eh? Itâs a new journey, the Covid-19 lockâŚ
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Where There's A Will - Emily Chappell
Where Thereâs A Will â Emily Chappell
âWhere Thereâs A Willâ is Emily Chappellâs second book. Itâs very good indeed.
The face says it all
There are two types of books in my experience, those that you simply read and those that grab you by the hand and take you on a journey leaving you emotionally exhausted but subtly wiser than when you started. âWhere Thereâs A Willâ falls squarely into the latter category for me. If you hadâŚ
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What's in a name?
Whatâs in a name?
I feel like I ought to be writing about our first intrepid adventures on fast flowing rivers, like nearly being swept over a weir, or the mechanical problems we have been having with the engine/gear box/prop shaft/propeller (not sure which it is yet) and other Indiana Jones type stuff but what is really exercising my mind at the moment is boat names. Amusing names, inventive entertaining names,âŚ
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A tale of filth and gluttony
A tale of filth and gluttony
Bath time in Gloucester docks
Gloucester docks is interesting for completely contrasting reasons but mostly, in my opinion for the seagulls. The many imposing warehouses have been tastefully preserved and turned into apartments with bars and restaurants overlooking the water and on a warm summerâs evening itâs a pleasant place to eat and drink or just to stroll around enjoying the atmosphere.âŚ
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When amber means go
When amber means go
Rivers arenât ideal places for narrow boats because they move about too much and mooring opportunities are scarce. When I say they move about, I donât mean that they may not be where they were yesterday, I mean that the water in them is always moving and when itâs flowing quickly handling a narrow boat can get a bit tricky. The river authorities have a traffic light system to guide would beâŚ
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Steak pies and Aston Martins
Steak pies and Aston Martins
The little story I posted on Facebook about the expensive steak pies and the Aston Martin DB9 has had quite a response and has left me pondering that age old question of what makes us rich. I know itâs been done to death in books, films, songs and even, Iâm fairly sure, by me in previous blogs, but I was never one for turning away the opportunity to flog a dead horse.
The story, forâŚ
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On the 'Shroppie'
On the âShroppieâ
After the trauma of contemplating nuclear devastation and the drug infused, drunken debauchery of Audlem music festivalwe finally cast off our bow line on Tuesday morning and continued our progress south. The most pressing thing on our mind was water, which we were running short of and something less pleasant that we had an over abundance of after five days in the same spot. The weather GodsâŚ
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This blog post will self destruct in fifteen seconds
This blog post will self destruct in fifteen seconds
Nice try but we spotted it
I love the quirkyness of travelling on the canals. You never know what you might come across around the next bend, or if you will be allowed to tell anybody about it. In this particular case we did know what to expect because we had passed the signs for it last year but like the dutiful upstanding citizen that I am I hadnât blogged about it. I am, of course, talkingâŚ
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