The sun had gone today & we set off through Netherton tunnel on the start of our slow journey to Alvecote Easter market. We turned at Pudding Green junction & arrived at the 8 Ryders Green locks where our wonderful lock wheelers Ray & Lesley Jordan were. They took us up through all the locks in no time & we were safely moored up by early afternoon outside Ocker Hill.
Late afternoon we went for walkies along Tame Valley canal our route for tomorrow. It was starting to rain bit we were out for ages with mummy playing fetch with sticks & getting biscuits when we came back to her. Daquiri is a right swot & always comes back. I do most of the time when biscuits are involved. We chilled out back on the boat & had an early night as we had a big day & an early start tomorrow.
We were up bright & early & surprisingly it was a beautiful sunny day. We went on the same walkies & then came back to the boat. And that is where the trouble started….. Mummy still hasnt forgiven us!
I took off at speed back over the bridge, under the next bridge, round a fence & up a steep embankment. Daquiri was in hot pursuit of me & mummy in hot pursuit of Daquiri. At the top of the embankment was this thing mummy later called a dual carriageway. There were loads of fast cars & lorries but it was ok because all 4 lanes stopped for us to run across & play! A van had pulled over & the man was helping mummy up the embankment as it was so steep. She looked very pale despite puffing from her running & her asthma. We continued charging up the far side of this dual carriageway thing. Mummy leapt in the van & came up the middle after us with the vans hazard lights flashing. They pulled over in the middle & the man caught Daquiri. I figured it was game over so I pranced up the centre of the dual carriageway with a great big HGV & a queue of about 50 cars behind me. The HGV driver was smirking but mummy certainly wasn’t. I was promptly put back on my lead. We were then all 3 of us stuck in the central reservation with cars zooming past. Eventually there was a small gap so we all ran across & slid back down the embankment. When we got down mummy was so cross I thought she was going to explode. We really got shouted at. We were dragged back to the boat & mummy was sat on the settee shaking. She barely spoke to us for the next couple of hours except to mutter that I am never going to be let off my lead again!