The dirty washing drawer wouldn’t hold any more so I had to do some washing today – Richard doesn’t really like me to run a load when we aren’t moving though we were going to do a couple of hours later.
We had fresh bread and smoked cheese for lunch, courtesy of Dot – what a star she is – then said a sad farewell and moved on up the river. We hope to see Ewn ha Cul again either in London or on the Lea and Stort in August but also we have both put our names down to go down to the Thames Barrier with the St. Pancras Cruising Club in September.
Pyrford Lock was heaving with people – not really gongoozlers more people just enjoying themselves. The Anchor is right on the river and the garden was pretty much full. The lock side also had people picnicking on it – one was even having a barbeque. We got rid of rubbish and toilet and filled with water – where does it all come from and go to!
At Newark Lock we had to wait for two boats to come down. Muffin was playing with one their dogs on the other side of the lock until I called him to come onboard. He flew along the lock, over the bridge then met a German Shepherd so just had to have a play again on the other side of the lock. I called him again and said the magic words “quick quick” and he came flying back over the bridge and leapt on the boat – only just stopping before falling off the other side!
We stopped just after Newark bridge on the edge of a lovely meadow. I let Muffin off while we moored up and within minutes he had rolled in something unmentionable which meant a shower!
A mill stood at Newark Bridge since at least the time of the Domesday Book (1086). The oldest part dated from the 17th century. The building operated as a corn mill and a paper mill at different times until it closed in 1943. It lay empty for several years amid arguments about its future. These were settled in December 1966 when the wooden mill caught fire and was destroyed.