Teresa and Brian picked us up from home and drove to Purton. We unloaded the stuff, Brian took their car to the car park and we picked him up on the was past.

Then a gentle chug up to Hempstead. We had intended to moor up for the night between Sims bridge and Netheridge bridge, but there wasn’t room. So we carried on a bit and moored up a few hundred yard short of Hempstead bridge.

The weather wasn’t good enough to sit out for long, so it was Teresa’s Cottage Pie inside.