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I’ve not been furloughed, being fortunate enough to be able to continue to work from home. However, during the full lockdown our employer stressed that we should not cancel booked annual leave just because we can’t get away. I imagine it’s the same for businesses that have had to furlough staff. They won’t want a backlog of leave in the next annual leave year.

Just for a few moments probably! It’s amazing how quickly the boat speeds up when you get a decent gust of wind.

Jean! What’s got into you? You’ve let him loose again on that C’rimbo thing. Honestly...and just as I was enjoying summer (well, sort of, after the weather we had last week...at least it didn’t snow). Anyone visited Lathams recently? Maybe this year they’ll be later with putting out the ‘winter’ stock.

Isn’t it wonderful to be able to stay overnight on the rivers again. Hope you have a wonderful time and that you have good weather. I loved your accounts of taking your Mum and family for day trips in June. Enjoy!

Can I give that a thumbs down Jay?

I think there’s a concerted effort in certain newspapers to discredit the BBC, particularly the Murdock owned media channels and papers. I know the BBC is not perfect, but it’s a lot better than most other channels.

We very much recommend going through to Geldeston if you can get under Beccles Old Bridge, it’s one of our favourite stretches on the river, and we love The Wherry Inn (you can moor in the Dyke that leads to Rowancraft). MaceSwinger...if you are staying overnight in Brundall don’t overlook takeaway options in villages near Brundall. E.g. I’ve heard good things about the Thai takeaway that The Kings Head in Blofield do.

Yes, not an issue with being a liveaboard at all, Its just about respecting your surroundings. We wouldn’t appreciate having a next door neighbour who didn’t look after their property and left a load of junk about. There does seem to be a small minority who appear to treat the bank as their personal tip unfortunately. I’m sure that liveaboards who treat the rivers with respect must be even more fed up with such individuals than those of us who only occasionally visit.

Friday 10th July Our last day. Sob. But, the sun was out, and it looked to be a much better day for wind too. We decided to do the trip down to Acle and back and to go home this evening rather than tomorrow morning, bearing in mind that the Yard will have to do extra cleaning and then fumigate each boat before handover to next week’s customers. It was a very pleasant sail down to Acle. Just as we were about to set off the Wherry Albion went past, pushed along by a dinghy with an outboard. As we got on the main river, they were just raising the sail. What a lovely sight! We actually persuaded Alec to take the tiller this morning and do some sailing. I don’t know why he’s been so reluctant to do so earlier in the week. Sailing down the Thurne. The majority of the Acle BA moorings were closed off, with works going on, but there was a stetch for a few boats on the upstream end. We moored at the Pedro’s moorings, paid the mooring fee and then went to Pedro’s for lunch, sitting at their outside tables (we were the only ones there). We all enjoyed our lunch very much. The mooring fee was taken off the bill. After lunch we took Seren for a run along the footpath that runs toward Upton Dyke. Harry was tending to fall behind. He was looking for four-leaf clovers, having found one last year on the opposite bank. He found three! That brings his total tally of four-leaf clovers up to five, having found his first one when at school. Hope it brings him lots of luck! Although we caught a very brief shower on the sail back up to the Yard, we didn’t get very wet and had a lovely sail. Returning up Womack Dyke toward the Yard. At the Yard other sailors, including Mel Giedroyc’s family, were packing up to go. They stopped to chat before leaving, and we exchanged some tales of where we had been. Mel’s daughters were thrilled to have seen so many seals and seal pups at Horsey. Putting the awning on…with a passenger. Just as we were about to leave the boat, we had another shower, but by then we had packed everything in the car and had completed putting the awning on the boat. We had a good journey back to MK, arriving just after 8pm. Not bad, as we only left Ludham a few minutes to 6. What a lovely week we have had. From one perspective, I guess the weather wasn’t ideal at times, but I think we can all say that it didn’t spoil our holiday. We had a really good time. We have provisionally booked Lucent for next year. The first week of July 2021 was already booked, and the Yard are planning an anniversary week for the 2nd week of July, so we have booked for the third week of July. Hopefully that will still be before school holidays!

We recommend! Especially now that the electric quants have been fitted so several of the boats. The Hunter's boats are lovely to sail, very responsive, they turn on a pin. We also like that they are also forgiving to us - as we aren't very experienced sailors.

Thursday 9th July I woke just after 4 this morning, probably due to the sound of a downpour. Of course, I started to worry about river levels rising due to rain (the boys call me a worrier). Belaugh mooring had been very peaceful overnight (apart from the rain noise), but by 7am there was a sound of early morning road traffic in the distance. After a tea and toast breakfast we set off motoring our way back down river to Wroxham. The early morning drizzle had dried up and the sun was making an attempt to come out (it failed). On one stretch, apparently in the middle of nowhere, I thought I could smell bacon. Yes, around the next bend there was a wild-moored boat. They offered to swap some bacon for some water. Not that we had much of the latter. The boat comes with just three jerrycans of water, two of which were empty this morning. We moored again at the Hoveton Viaduct moorings to take the mast down. Harry and Alec went off to Roys whilst I put the kettle on for morning coffee. By the time the coffee was ready the boys had returned. Although cloudy, the day felt warm and it was very pleasant sitting there drinking our coffee. I took it slowly under the bridges and moored in the dyke beside the pilot’s moorings to put our mast back up. As we motored through Wroxham, it started to rain. We then had showers on and off for much of the day. Despite that, we put our sails up just before the entrance to Wroxham Broad. We caught a few puffs of wind as the passed the Broad, but not much on the stretch down to Salhouse. There was some more wind after that, though not a lot, at least until we got to the wooded section below Horning. Wet dog... ...caught mid-shake. Above Horning - with no wind in our sails. Through Horning. Just a puff of wind here. We stopped at Cockshoot Dyke at around 2.30’ish to make some lunch (pasta with pesto sauce). Before leaving the dyke, we had a short conversation with a chap on Goosander, who had come in to moor as we were preparing to depart. We had better wind once we got near Horning Hall (just before Ant Mouth), but it started to rain again as we passed St Benet’s, and more persistently. So, although we were enjoying the sail and our waterproofs were doing their job, we were starting to feel a bit soggy by the time we were nearing Thurne Mouth. It had been fairly warm despite the showers for most of the day, but now, as it got on for 5pm, it was starting to feel chilly. As we approached the Thurne, we decided to sail back to the Yard rather than go down to Acle as we had planned. We took our sails down just before getting to Womack Dyke and motored in just before 6pm. It took us a while to get the awning on and get ourselves and the well-area dry. We are fair-weather sailors; well we have been. Today was the first day we have sailed and had more than a brief shower or thunderstorm, which is pretty good going over five years of hiring. We had tinned veg curry, tinned chickpea daal, hardboiled eggs and rice this evening for dinner, and then another early night. Seren was tired out. She often chooses to sleep in her old puppy bed at home, so we brought that with us, mindful of the limited space on board.

Wednesday 8th July It was still raining this morning when we woke. That type of ‘summer rain’ that just falls vertically from the sky because there’s no wind. No wind – humph! We didn’t want to rush away this morning in any case as Graham wanted to visit a pharmacy to get something to treat the eyelid infection that he’d developed, so he went off in the car to Wroxham shortly after 8am. Alec got up and enquired about breakfast, so between us we made scrambled eggs on toast, Alec keeping an eye on the toast under the grill whilst I scrambled the eggs. Good team work! A little while later Harry got up and made himself some coffee to go with a pain chocolat. Luckily there was enough coffee left in the caffetiere for Graham to have some with toast and jam on his return. And it was still raining. Around 10’ish we decided to don our waterproofs and get on our way regardless of the rain and lack of wind. We just took the soggy awning down, which hadn’t leaked, despite all that overnight rain, and stowed it in the forepeak. By the time we had done that it had stopped drizzling. Good timing! We then made our way down Womack Dyke and the Thurne on the Torqeedo. By the time we were passing Thurne Dyke the wind was picking up and we raised the sail once we turned up the Bure. After that we had a lovely, though fairly slow, sail up almost as far as Horning. The St Benedict’s (Horning church) staithe was unoccupied, so we moored there for lunch. The wooden surface is a bit slippery, but other than that is a lovely mooring. Wanting something quick, I just heated a tin of stewed steak and made up some instant mash. We didn’t bother putting up our sails after lunch, as we were nearing a wooded section and had used the Torqeedo to help out in some sections above the Ranworth Dam turn-off before lunch. As we passed through Horning the Ferry Inn appeared to be open, but with not very many boats moored and very few people sitting outside. I was pleased to see that the New Inn appeared to have reopened and had quite a few boats moored outside. Salhouse moorings (the ones on the shore of the Broad) appeared to be busy. Harry went to sit at the bow as we passed through the wooded banks of the Bure between Salhouse and Wroxham. All the moorings along Wroxham Island were taken, so we couldn’t stop there to take our mast down. Wroxham. We moored briefly on the pilot’s moorings to take the mast down. It was getting late in the day anyway, and there was only about 6½‘ under the bridge. We had plenty of clearance anyway. Once we’d past the railway bridge we moored up again to put the mast back up, then we motored on up the Bure as far as Belaugh. This is such a lovely quiet section of the river. Harry was lucky enough to spot a kingfisher. I was a bit amazed at the number of boats we passed that were heading downriver, as it was getting on for 5pm. There had been some spaces on the Hoveton Viaduct moorings, but not that many. I wondered if Coltishall moorings were all taken. A Herbie Woods boat passed our mooring around 7pm, very considerately at tick-over, but also going downstream. I wonder where they all ended up? I’ve been wanting to moor overnight at Belaugh parish staithe since a while. Another first. Luckily, it didn’t have overhanging trees, though there was a large tree just upriver from it, so we would have to take care when we left the mooring in the morning. The church in Belaugh is spectacularly situated on a hill directly above the river and there's a steep path from the parish staithe up to it. It's a wonder that it's still sitting firmly on that hill as some of the gravestones look as though they are about to tumble down the hill. Dinner this evening was tinned haggis with mashed spuds (I managed to mash the spuds with a fork, not having a proper masher, but that worked out okay), carrots and instant gravy. We thought we were pretty lucky with the weather today in that we didn't have any rain after setting off from the Yard, and considering how soggy it was yesterday afternoon, evening and overnight. By the way, after being on the river for three days now, we have come to the conclusion that it's a bit quieter than it normally is the first week of July. I wonder if it will get busier as more boats get handed over on Friday?

Tuesday 7th July What a difference from yesterday morning! We woke to a beautifully calm, sunny morning, though it soon started to cloud over. We could have done with a bit more wind though. There wasn’t even enough to merit putting the sails up on Barton Broad, and that’s usually a place where you can get at least a bit of a breeze. First we get too much wind, then not enough! After our porridge breakfast we set off using the Torqueedo (it’s getting rather a lot of use on this holiday already). Crossing Barton Broad. The Ant. Going down the Ant we started to gather a bit of a convoy behind us. I guess we were going a bit slow – only 3mph. I spent most of the journey at the bow of the boat to take photos. As we passed a wild-moored boat they commented that it looked like I was strapped to the mast. LOL. We stopped off at How Hill, initially to let people pass us, but Graham suggested that we have coffee, so we stopped there a bit longer whilst we brewed that. Graham is a coffee addict, so we had brought a caffetiere with us. Whilst the kettle was heating up, we fed a couple of swans and couple of ducks and watched other boats go by. This year, everyone who passed us on the How Hill stretch did so at a considerate speed, so that was pleasant. Rather than have to moor up again at Ludham Bridge, we decided to take our mast down before setting off from How Hill. After we set off, I went to the bow of the boat again. Alec joined me, deciding to take off his shoes to dangle his feet over the water. I did warn him to bring his feet in if the river got busier and certainly before Ludham Bridge. He didn’t dangle his feet for long though, as a swan snuck up on him and almost got his toes, much to the amusement of the crew on a passing boat (and ours!). Preparing to raise the mast again, after passing through Ludham Bridge. It felt as though the wind was picking up again once we had got under Ludham Bridge, so we put the jib up (that's the small sail at the front of the boat). Once on the Bure we headed upstream into the wind so that we could raise the main sail, before turning back downstream. We then had quite a good sail down the Bure and up the Thurne. We got as far as Cold Hall Farm, where there’s a belt of trees there that tends to steal the wind. I took the helm again whilst Graham and Harry took down the sail. It started to rain as we turned into Womack Dyke and whilst we were mooring. It did stop raining for a while, so I dried the roof of the boat and the seats in the well with a cloth before we put the awning over, just to cut down a bit on the inevitable condensation. The rain then started again, and continued on and off (mostly on) the rest of the afternoon and evening. We had arrived back just before 2pm knowing that rain was forecast. Graham popped up to the shop in the village whilst I baked some part-baked baguettes for our lunch. We had these with hot dogs served with sauerkraut and mustard. The afternoon was spent reading, charging up the Torqueedo and our gadgets on the electric posts that are in the Yard (with waterproofs protecting our phones etc.) and generally relaxing. We had some wine/beer (tea for Graham) and snacks. We had a couple of minor mishaps. In passing from the well through our cabin to his forward cabin Harry knocked the LED light on the ceiling off its magnetic catch. It fell into his snack bowl and half his veg crisps ended up in the dog’s water bowl. I went to empty and refill the water bowl and managed to throw Seren’s dinner bowl overboard. Graham hadn’t warned me that he’d placed it nested underneath her water bowl. Fortunately, it landed the right way up and bobbed gently away from our boat toward another, where a fellow sailor rescued it for us. Dinner was a rather strange corned beef hash. It had the usual onion, potato, carrot and corned beef but also beans and sausages…I had picked up the wrong tin of beans from the cupboard at home. It tasted okay though. We had a game of exploding kittens and a cup of tea before another early night.

Monday 6th July Another poor night’s sleep, although going to bed early did compensate a little for early waking. If anything, the wind sounded worse than it did last night. I woke just before 2am as a really strong gust hammed the awning. During the next couple of hours several gusty spells hit us. There were times when the wind would drop for 10 or 15 minutes or so, then you would hear a hissing sound as the next gust whipped over the marshes before impacting a few seconds later. It was as though the wind was pausing to draw breath to blow even harder. It sounded as bad a storm Ciara back in February. Worse, actually. At least we were in Moonlight Shadow in February, and not under a canvas awning. The boys and Graham were keen to sail this morning. I was less keen, at least while the gusts kept coming. We decided to go for a short walk as the wind was forecast to lessen late morning. As we were setting off, I heard someone shout my name. It was Malcolm and his wife Debbie on their way up to the village having moored their boat ‘Norfolk Lady’ in Womack Dyke. It was lovely to see them, even if it was just a brief exchange. Our walk took us on a circular route through Ludham marshes and back along the Bure and Womack Dyke. Once we returned from our walk it took us some time to prepare the boat as we decided to put three reefs in the sail. Reefing reduces the area of the sail, to make it more manageable in strong winds. Each reef has to be set in turn, so that took a while. Whilst we were doing that, we noticed some others on Hunter’s boats were leaving the Yard under Torqueedo power, so we decided to do the same, to check what the wind was like on the main river before raising the sail. Initially, we found it was still gusty but by the time we got the Thurne Dyke the gusts seemed to be easing, so we raised our sail whilst underway and then tacked our way up the Bure against the westerly wind. The plan had been to sail up the Bure as far as Salhouse and then use the Torqeedo from there and get under Wroxham Bridge. We were thinking it would be nice and sheltered up there. However, by the time we got near St Benet’s the wind had died down considerably and, whilst we were passing Ant Mouth, we took a spur of the minute decision to turn up the Ant. We ended up having to use the Torqeedo most of the way up the Ant, but that wasn’t really an issue. We had to moor at a private mooring to take our mast down and caught a brief shower. (Rant: why, oh why, is there a really clearly signed de-masting area north of the bridge but apparently nowhere ‘official’ to de-mast south of it?) The rain didn’t last long though. Once through the bridge we moored a bit further along and I braved visiting the shop (with my face mask on) to pick up some pasties for lunch. I wasn’t impressed with their Covid-19 precautions, although they did have signs up asking people to keep their distance and follow a ‘one-way’ system. I guess it’s more difficult for smaller shops, but I did think there were some measures they could have taken, like perhaps not selling Mr Whippy type ice-cream cones without using protective gloves, or not selling it at all. My son works for IKEA and there are a lot of items in their Bistro (the place that sells hot dogs) that they are not selling currently, such as ice-cream. We ate our pasties before continuing up the Ant, with lovely blue skies overhead. Most of the wild moorings along the Ant were taken, though we did kick ourselves at passing a good wild mooring suitable for saileys (i.e. not overhung with trees) just north of Johnny Crowe’s staithe (if that’s what it’s called?). We waved at Malcolm and Debbie, who had found a perfect sunny wild mooring not for from Irstead. Once on Barton Broad we picked up some wind and had a lovely sail to and fro across the Broad before making our way toward Barton Turf. We were lucky to secure that last space on the staithe around 6pm as, after we arrived, several Richardson’s boats (presumably late Monday handovers?) came down toward the staithe looking for a mooring spot. We had some tinned chilli with rice and tortilla chips this evening. We had thought to play some games afterward, but decided we were just too tired. Another early night beckoned.

Well this time the ham was the only thing I forgot, which isn’t too bad. Not like last time when we left Moonlight Shadow’s keys at home.

Not yet! Ground beetle is a good hint, I’ll tell Harry. (Mobile poo...)

Yes Jean, it was a bit frustrating, but we really enjoyed the walk and I had been wanting to explore the route to St Benet's from Ludham for a while. I also needed the exercise! Where would your parasol have landed up if it had sailed away? Lowestoft, Oulton Broad, Lake Lothing?

Sunday 5th July A beautifully sunny morning, but we had strong winds again today, with the forecast predicting gusts of up to 39mph. The boat stayed on her mooring. We weren’t the only ones, other sailors decided to stay put too. VID_20200705_092332271.mp4 I didn’t have the best night’s sleep, but kept waking up due to the noise of the wind, the creaking of the boat and flapping of the awning. Several of the bungee cords around the awning came loose in the night, which didn’t help with the flapping. I couldn’t get back to sleep at all after 3am. Graham woke just after 6 and we had a cuppa before he took Seren for a walk just before 7. We sat in bed reading until after 8, had another cuppa and I made us a spam, eggy bread and baked bean breakfast. We then set out for a walk to St Benet’s, passing up through the village and down Staithe Road and Hall Common Road. It was a lovely walk, very sunny and remarkably warm. It would have been scorching hot if it hadn’t been for the wind. There were lots of insects and butterflies in the hedgerows along the road down to St Benet’s. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many butterflies in one area before. Sometimes you would find three or four just on one thistle head. The river and the St Benet’s moorings seemed fairly busy, but not madly so. After walking to the cross (which appears to have developed a list away from the gatehouse) and back, we went along the footpath toward the bank of the Ant and up toward Ludham Bridge. This path was a little trickier for maintaining social distancing, as it was fairly narrow. We stepped off the path into the reeds whenever anyone came in the opposite direction. The Ludham Bridge moorings didn’t look that busy, and there weren’t that many boats passing under the bridge either. Maybe we hit a quiet time. We walked back to Ludham along Hall Common Road, passing Ludham Hall on the way and making a visit to Throwers (which has changed hands since last year). We were feeling pretty hungry by the time we got back to the boat at 3pm, as we hadn’t yet had lunch. I made us a small portion of pasta with presto sauce to tide us over until dinner. We had a relaxing late afternoon and evening on board, just reading and whiling away the time. I boiled some eggs and baked some part-baked rolls to go with the ham and egg salad that I’d planned for dinner. We ended up just having egg salad though, as I discovered that I’d left the ham that I’d bought in the fridge at home. Doh! We had another early night, tired out from last night’s sleep deprivation and our longish walk.

I have avoided Weatherspoons ever since I found out that they aren't dog friendly. I can understand not allowing dogs in their pubs, but why not in their pub gardens and outside seating?

Great! I was wondering if our paths might cross. Well, not exactly cross, but you know what I mean!

Here's the Station Smokehouse takeaway menu. We enjoyed a meal sitting at their outside tables on 4th July. We also had a lovely meal at Pedro's Acle yesterday, again sitting at their outside tables. We were the only ones there at lunchtime.

Saturday 4th July Thank goodness that I switched our holiday from June 27th to 4th July! We also switched from booking Lustre, the boat that we hired last year, to Lucent. That worked out pretty well too. Lucent is the only boat in the fleet to have been built relatively recently (all the others were built in the 1930s/40s). She was completed in 2007. Though built on the same lines externally as Luna she has longer berths than the others, so a better for Graham and Harry who are both over 6'. There’s a dedication plaque on her to the late Graham Cooper, the master craftsman who led the team that built her. She has also been fitted with an ‘electric quant’, a Torqueedo electric motor, for this season. We had a Torqueedo on Lustre last year and found it really helpful, especially for going under bridges. Lucent also has the gas locker on the stern rather than in the well, which makes the well roomier (the well is the area behind the cabin where you steer the boat from). The Yard had put some new protocols in place to ensure social distancing was maintained. Handovers were with timed slots and a reception area was set out in the main shed, rather than the office manager’s office, the toilets were available during office hours only and only one person or family to use them at a time, showers were unavailable. We left home just after 11am, having booked a 3pm handover slot, and managed to get to Hoveton shortly before 1pm, having had a good journey with no traffic hold-ups. Whilst the traffic was much heavier than it had been during the full lockdown, it was lighter than it normally is on a July Saturday (all our holidays with Hunter’s Yard have been taken at the beginning of July). We went to the Station Smokehouse for a take-away lunch, which we ate sitting at one of the tables that they have next to their small car park. Graham had a burger with chilli on it, I had a burger with guacamole, Alec had ribs and Harry had brisket. All very yummy and good-sized portions (too big for me anyway). By the time we had eaten our lunch it was getting on for 2pm, a bit early to go to the Yard, so we took a detour to How Hill so that our dog Seren could have some exercise. From the How Hill staithe we walked northward just behind the bank of the Ant, passing Boardman’s and Clayrack Drainage Mills. We turned around just beyond this lift bridge. We saw/heard a few Richardson’s boats passing down the Ant but very little traffic passing the other way. I would have liked to have gone further, but we turned around mindful of our 3pm handover. As we were returning, we got a glimpse of a fox in the reed bed just north of the How Hill staithe. Harry also spotted this during our walk. We assumed it was some sort of larvae, anyone know what it is? It was at least 2" long and had legs. Lucent, on her home mooring. Due to the late pick-up time we decided to stay in the Yard for the night, as it was getting on for 5pm by the time we had stowed all our gear on board and started sorting it out. After unpacking everything (my food stores only just about fitted in the available storage space – the drawers that are under the seating in the well) we had a cuppa and then Graham and I took Seren for a walk along the bank of Womack Dyke toward the bank of the Thurne to check out how busy it was. There were only five boats moored along the Womack Dyke BA moorings, despite it being nearly 6pm, all of which were private boats apart from one, which was a Hunter’s boat. Although most pubs seem to be reopening, at least for take-aways, I had planned out meals and shopped with the idea of minimising visits to pubs/shops. This meant planning the meals mostly around non-perishable goods, as the Hunter’s boats have no fridge or running water. Dinner this evening was a can of stewed steak with potatoes and carrots. After dinner I went for a stroll up Horsefen Lane as far as Womack staithe, leaving Graham and Harry to do the washing up. There were approximately ten boats moored on the BA moorings, with plenty of space between them. It clearly wasn’t as busy as it would normally be. When I got back, Harry reported that he couldn’t get the loo pump handle to work. Graham couldn’t shift it either, so we called the Yard’s emergency out-of-hours number. Ian, the Yard foreman, kindly came out to our rescue and got it working again. I guess it had jammed up due to lack of use. The family on Luna (another of the 4-berth boats in the fleet) had decided to stay overnight in Womack Dyke too, returning to the Yard to do their washing-up. They had set off but had found the wind on the main river very strong and gusty. We had a few chats with them over the course of the week. A friendly family with two teenage daughters. One of the daughters was very taken with Seren. The mother turned out to be Mel Giedroyc (Mel from Mel and Sue/BBC version of Bake Off), but you would never know that she was any sort of ‘celebrity’ from her behaviour. We thought the whole family were lovely. (Malcolm, did you notice that they were moored a couple of boats ahead of you when you were moored on Womack Dyke on Sunday?) After Seren’s evening constitutional we turned in for an early night whilst it was still light. The boys took the foreward cabin with Seren's bed between their bunks.

We got as far as Belaugh yesterday evening.[emoji16] Today was a bit soggy! We were intending to wild moor near Acle this evening, but we were starting to feel a bit cold as well as wet as we neared Thurne Mouth, so we have ended up mooring at Hunter's Yard again instead. Sent from the Norfolk Broads Network mobile app

Today started out soggy but dried up as we were setting off, good timing [emoji106]. We decided not to go under 'that bridge', but we did go under a different bridge. Guess where we are? Sent from the Norfolk Broads Network mobile app

No worries Malcolm. I knew you were just kidding. Meanwhile...rain, rain go away, come again another...oh no! Looks like a few showers are forecast for the rest of the week! Sent from the Norfolk Broads Network mobile app