|Three grump old men?|
We’re both a bit under the weather with a virus. John’s cold seems to have gone to his chest causing him to cough morning, noon & night. I suggested getting out the spare pillows & blankets to make him a nice support to sleep up right to help his cough, but no, he wanted to lie flat. And then there’s me, with such a high fever it caused me to shiver & feel very cold, John said I should remove some of my layers as my temperature was so high, I know I should’ve know better, but I just wrapped up even more until the paracetamol kicked in. However, once the medicine is working we’ve felt pretty good allowing us to move from Berkhamsted to Boxmoor on the outskirts of Hemel Hempstead yesterday. I wasn’t able to do the locks though, finding all the paddle gear much heavier than usual AND to cap it all the locks were set against us and the previous boat hadn’t lowered the bottom paddles or shut the gates!!
|Beech roots eroded|
We had a lovely week in Berkhamsted even though there was lots of rain. The dried up River Bulbourne runs parallel to the canal and there used to be cress beds there. Well, the river wasn’t dried up by the time we left, it was flowing. We were just a bit disappointed with the monthly farmers market with just a handful of stalls and we’d braved the snow to go too. We walked up to Ashridge via Berkhamsted Common’s beech woods. We haven’t been to that side of the Ashridge Estate before and started out too late in the afternoon to go to the Duke of Bridgewater’s Monument which is on our usual side of the estate.