Today we’ve moved onto the Coventry canal, so it’s suitable that we’re moored up in a quiet spot away from everyone and everything.
We set off at the usual sort of time, the morning was once again sunny but it’s definitely getting steadily colder. We stopped enroute for water, where we met another boat owner with a lovely pair of dalmation dogs, and had another short stop to refuel at King’s Bromley Wharf.

We passed safely through the narrows. You’re meant to send a crew member up ahead to check no other boats are coming, but we figured there can’t be any coming as nobody had sent anyone from the opposite direction. Foolproof logic no? Luckily nobody appeared so we breathed in and squeezed through.

We then passed the smallest front door ever. Who lives in a house like this? We looked through the keyhole, and I reckon it must be a hobbit.

Tomorrow it’s due to be wet and cold, so we’ll probably not go far but we might get a short way further on in the morning before the rain hits. Winter is coming!