That's what friends are for

Lawks, is that really the time? Late bloggery from Genie Towers tonight! We've just got back from taking a Special Delivery package to Henry and Boaty Simon (Henry was thrilled - 'just like Christmas' was his verdict) who tonight are moored at Cropredy Bridge (site of the famous Civil War battle of 1644, and the almost as famous Fairport Convention annual farewell Folk Festival - held every year since 1978).

Although I can't speak for Henry and Simon, Ned and I had a lovely evening. Simon (who reminds us of someone, but we can't think who) is a thoroughly nice guy, and Henry, who gives the impression through his blogs of having Frippy* tendencies, is an absolute gem - one of the sweetest, gentlest people I have had the pleasure of meeting.

We spent a companionable hour or so at the pub then retired to the Wey Tamarisk for a cup of tea (yes, it really was tea - Ned was driving) and further chattage. When dusk fell, the mosquitoes started biting and the mist began to rise from the canal I suggested that we really ought to be heading home. Much hilarity ensued when it was hinted that clearly I was feeling chilly (note to self - always have baggy, figure-enveloping jumper available). Pictures (not of me, fortunately) will be posted tomorrow, when I've worked out the technermological details.

*Local 'character'.

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