We moved down the canal a little way to Bridge 22 and then walked up Lea Lane to see the house that my parents converted in 1960 and where I lived for 4 years. I was 8 at the time and we lived right next door to a farm and it’s there where I learned to milk a cow, feed a calf, collect eggs, bottle milk for their milk round, drive a tractor and have a thoroughly wonderful childhood J There were also the downsides like watching the pigs being slaughtered because of swine fever and the chickens being gassed because of foul pest – but I’m sure that all made me the person I am today!! I certainly don
The towpath was extremely muddy so my Knight in Shining Armour offered to go and get the boat and meet me at the bridge J While he was doing his chivalrous deed I walked to the railway bridge where we used to stand as children on one side and wave to the train driver and then run to the other side to get the full effect of the smoke as the train went under the bridge! Yes it was still in the good old days of steam trains! Happy memories J
We motored down to the end of the canal which is almost into Preston but not quite. I don’t think many people go down there as the algae reached right across the canal. We turned at the bottom and went back to the Ribble Link where we moored up ready for our crossing tomorrow.
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