We’re kicking our heels in Boston at the moment, waiting to see if we’ll be able to cross The Wash before next Thursday. If the weather’s not suitable by then we’ll have to wait a fortnight for another window of opportunity. Monday looks very hopeful so we’ve got our fingers firmly crossed.
In the meantime we’ve been busy. I’ve been smoking food, making strawberry jam and piccalilli and doing some stained glass work (no Diane, not your lamps yet – they’re next) and Gordon’s been turning our old gang plank into a bench for the back of the boat so we have a seat when we’re on the move. We’ve also been seeing the sights of Boston.
There’s the Maud Foster mill…..
…and St Botolph’s Parish Church otherwise known as the Boston Stump. No-one seems quite sure why the church tower earned this nickname as it is apparently the thirteenth tallest tower in the country.
There’s also the medieval guildhall museum, but I didn’t have my camera when we visited that so you’re spared any more photos.
Oh and we have managed the odd drink or two and a ‘spoons Thursday curry.
Today’s reserved for making bread and pasties in preparation for the trip tomorrow – I can always freeze them if the weather puts a spanner in the works.