Saturday, 27 August 2011


We stopped off at Sonning, to visit our friend Chas (Nb 'Long White Cloud'). Then set off for Reading, and managed to get ourselves a mooring outside Tesco. Understood why there were so many boats moored downstream. It was a noisy night, with sub-bass rumblings drifting down from the festival compound, and many alcohol infused people wandering up and down the towpath. This morning, the whole of the park resembled this..

Discarded crapMoving on, as soon as possible.

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