Shaken and stirred on the way to Wolverhampton

It’s not been the best couple of days for me – I succumbed to a nasty tummy bug caught from my adorable grandsons last week. Poor Barry’s been a lone boater with a sick wife on board.

We’ve now arrived in Wolverhampton, having accomplished the admirable time of three and a half hours up the Wolverhampton 21 on his own! Admittedly I got a little shaken and stirred sitting feeling sorry for myself inside, but it was still infinitely better than passing out through lack of sustenance had I been driving or locking.

I’ve postponed my visit to mum and dad till Saturday, as the last thing I want to do is pass this revolting illness on to two vulnerable elderly folks. Chances are sadly that it’s just a matter of time before the good captain succumbs …

Assuming he doesn’t, and is fit to travel, he’ll be heading to Birmingham over the weekend for a few days towpath trading before we go to The Black Country Boating Festival next weekend.

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2 thoughts on “Shaken and stirred on the way to Wolverhampton

    • Thanks Marianne, it’s a rare event me being poorly. Lessons for me in sitting, in a four of swords/hanged man sort of way maybe? We’ll catch up again soon I’m sure 😉

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