bridge too far

Weston - I have to wonder how on earth they can afford all this legal representation, based on the costs you've just posted :shock:

gown

Just back.... Dog - yes it was Hunt - do you know them? Hamster - OK xx

Me too - got a funeral to go to

Jeremy and Jackie but I can't remember their surname. Lost touch with them. Before Cropredy, they used to run a pub in a little village to the east of Oxford in a village called Pyrton. I think the pub's a house now. This is like the Spanish Inquisition

Instinct tells me it's the Red Lion but looking on maps, the Brasenose Arms seems closer. It's years since I've been there (since our friends left) so I can't be sure. It's a very pretty and very old pub and my memory tells me it's very close to the canal but time plays tricks I often find

Well no - but it's just a hop and a skip away. Friends of mine used to own it a few years ago but for the life of me I can't think what it's called. It's to the right of the canal if you're sailing down towards Oxford.

goldilocks

My son read Philosophy at Nottingham. He had a great time there academically and alcoholically! He got an Erasmus scholarship whilst there and spent a semester at Athens University. But I'm sure other universities have access to Erasmus scholarships too.

Kip, if I have a problem sleeping, I usually find a couple of glasses of wine in the evening cures the problem. My biggest problem, however, is that the body's tired but the mind won't switch off. Oh, and Mr TF's snoring

Skates

Hmm but you can't cruise from pub to pub in those.

What are you planning to read, Mikey?

You know boats, right? Some are narrow. HTH (Love you really xx)

grouse

The Oxford is nice and gentle for starters. Stop over at Cropredy - there's a nice pub canalside. And when you 'do' the midlands, aim for Canal Street Basin in Birmingham. You have to go under Spaghetti junction to get there. Which is strange.

Eider

Going

toilet

Oh Mr H I am SOOOOO jealous. The boat sounds fantastic. We've only ever hired, although we came close to buying a boat from my uncle that he'd fitted out himself. It was too small for our brood though. It used to be moored near Tring / Aylesbury. Things that immediately spring to mind: Me running across a running board at a lock, slipping in (the shallow side, not the lock side) and my youngest daughter being convinced I'd drowned (she was 3 at the time). I was furious because I was wearing an arran sweater I'd knitted and it stretched so much with the water Running out of river when we did the Stratford and Avon. Doing the Pontcysyllte Aqueduct - very scary if you're at the helm. Getting caught in gale force winds a couple of years ago on the Canal du Midi. The hard, hard work that is the Kennet and Avon. Blimey - I could write a book I hope you both have wonderful fun - I'm sure you will!

It was around in 1903 http://london.sonoma.edu/Writings/WarOfTheClasses/scab.html

Plymouth

Romsey Saint

Iris

Megalomaniac