Sunday

Yesterday afternoon mum and dad were having a snooze after their lunch at the pub when there was a huge bang and the boat shuddered. They ran up on the deck to see a very long yellow Viking Afloat boat right next to us. The people didn't know how to steer it or how to slow down near to moored boats and they had banged into us. Mum wasn't pleased because some paint had been chipped off the back bit.

Today has been a lovely day. We set off about 7.30 a.m. when most of the other boats were still asleep. Only an Anglo Welsh boat had gone past us and we followed them all through the Narrows and past the junction for the Shropshire Union Canal. We had to stop at the bottom of the Wolverhampton Flight because their boat was across the canal. Their people had been asking directions from people on the towpath and they asked us as well. They were trying to get to Bunbury on the Langollen Canal by going up to Wolverhampton. Dad gave them directions to turn back to the Shroppie and we went on our way. We did loads of locks and Toby and I ran around all the time. Eventually mum put us on our leads and we went down three really strange locks at Bratch. We sailed straight from one lock into the next and the nice BW man who was helping us told us all about the history. It used to be a staircase but now has water fed into each lock from a really pretty pond at the side so each lock is separate. We moored up at the bottom of the locks for the afternoon. Mum lit the fire because it was a bit chilly and I found an apple tree. I've enjoyed eating apples and picking blackberries today.