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Whispers on water - a photo journal of our life on the 'cut' dedicated to keeping family and friends informed of our whereabouts.

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A Moose in the 'Hoose'

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Gunner took a liking to this moose in a local charity shop the other day and has been very gentle with it ever since Ginny bought it for him.

When I ask Gunner, 'where's the moose-in-the-hoose' he obligingly fetches it and gives it to me. He must think I need a toy to play with too. I sometimes wonder who is the more intelligent, me for asking or him for understanding!
11th Jan 2012, 10:42   comments (3)

A Casualty of The Cut

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This ewe hadn't been long in the water before I came by, which is a shame. I usually pull one or two live ones from the canal every year, but sadly a lot more drown.
11th Jan 2012, 10:14   comments (6)

Where there was nothing...

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1. A soggy towpath and the angling match venue.
2. The welcoming late afternoon glow of a local pub.

An angling match took place yesterday at Higher Poynton on the 'Maccy', not far from where we are moored. And where there was nothing before, I later came across a dead pike of about 14lbs, an assortment of polythene bags, a flask, tin foil and drinks cans, all discarded along the towpath where the match had taken place. It goes to show that match angling is just all about the money too these days, that and the match stewards just couldn't be bothered. Oh well, another refuse bag of litter added to the tally and a carrier bag of dog-poo in bags also collected along the way. The Pike was given a decent burial too. The 'garden' looks much better for a tidy.
9th Jan 2012, 18:02   comments (6)

Me and My Shadow

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1. Sunday, Red sky at night.............
2. Monday, me and my shadow.
3. About to move on from our Christmas and New Year layover.

After an encouraging sky-sign on Sunday evening, Monday dawned under a clear blue sky and bathed us in the warm glow of a sun that lifted the spirits no end.

Brian and Anne-Marie came alongside at around 10-ish on the way back to their wharf depot so so we took the opportunity to top the diesel off, stock up on coal and replace an empty gas cylinder. We then set off for High Lane garage to replenish our generator petrol supply and then made our way to the 'Trading Post' at Poynton to turn and service the boat before moving onto a quiet linear mooring we'd passed a half mile back.

The next few days won't be as settled me thinks!
3rd Jan 2012, 12:02   comments (3)

Stop Wasting Water in 2012

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A gloomy New Years Eve on the 'Maccy' with Goyt Mill in the distance.

The sun hasn't really broken through the gloom of overcast skies here for over a week now and, with almost continuous rain too, it looks as though we'll have to have our wellies surgically removed.

The good news is that we need all this rain and much more.

If nothing else this New Year why not resolve to stop wasting water.
31st Dec 2011, 16:46   comments (2)

Wilvir's Christmas Fayre

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The table is set for the skipper (Will) and first mate (Virginia) with a choice bowl of the same in the galley for the head of security (Gunner).

Bon appetite!
25th Dec 2011, 14:39   comments (3)

A Very Merry Christmas

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Tonight Santa will be visiting the child in all of us!

He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly,
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

Santa Claus as portrayed in the poem 'A Visit From Saint Nicholas' composed in 1822 by Clement C. Moore.

Best wishes from Will, Virginia and Gunner as the sounds of the day give way to the silence of night and the child in all of us longs for a tangible connection with Santa as we reach out with our imagination for the freedom comfort and joy of believing he is on his way.

Also a special thought goes out to all our servicemen and women who are in harms way and families longing for their safe return. And for all those whose loved ones won't be coming home, for whatever reason, I hope these few words will give you comfort in knowing that so many people you don't know are thinking of you.

Seasons Greetings to you and yours from me and mine. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to one and all.
24th Dec 2011, 17:18   comments (0)

Not Limping At Last

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1. Very mild, wet and muddy.
2. 10 miles to Macclesfield.
3. Stockport away in the distance.

Me and Gunner traipsed off on a well deserved walk just as the sun lay on the horizon. Gunner never left my side until I assured him I was fine by waving him away to go chase whatever his nose picked up on the breeze. He was soon back by my side though, just in case, but I felt fine and thoroughly enjoyed our walk together. I've never known Gunner to be so attentive and obedient to the point of knowing before being told.

It was great to be out and to enjoy a sense of freedom, unfettered by pain at last, after convalescing for nigh on six weeks. I hope this finds you well too!
22nd Dec 2011, 18:39   comments (3)