Once the porthole was in place it broke up the name Constance on the side. Constance had become CON NCE. The vinyl lettering peeled off easier than I expected.
CON NCE duly removed, oops - photographer showing in porthole!
One of the mother ducks nearby had 10 ducklings!
It may be a slightly blurry picture, but the little duckling move so quickly.
On Sunday afternoon as I was about to move to a different mooring I heard a commotion outside. A young lad (7/8 years old) had fallen in the canal. By the time I got out of the front his father had managed to get the lad out of the canal. I was able to supply some towels to get him a little bit dry as it was not very warm. Then he said 'what about my bike?'
Armed with a boat hook I went fishing and after a bit of trawling around I caught a bike! No damage done, the lad was fine and they all rode off together.