The rusty van way is gone forever.

 The life and living we made from Rusty van has gone forever. There is no point in me dribbling on about it and regretting the loss. It does not stop me from getting very miserable at the thought that "this is it". I am sitting here waiting to go and work an evening shift. I do not want to but I must. We have had a fabulous day in the sun and now having to go out at the time I would have settled myself on the decking with a glass of wine is really pissing me off today.

The fact that I no longer drink wine is beside the point. It is having the opportunity at the end of a lovely day that I miss.When we were out and about with the van I most certainly did. so any way the day was fabulous up to now.  Going now was the only hours on offer.

It started out a bit boring....that is to say there was no great sun rise this morning for me to get excited about...so I reorganised the doll collection and cleaned up.

 I thought I would get out my sewing patterns and make a new raggy doll. As I tidied I realised that I already have about fifty.......So when it became a reasonable hour and all the cars blocking us in the road had gone to work ...we walked Monza.

 I walked to meet them at the old grave yard as traditional. We looked at a couple of new walks up by Esholt woods as a change for him. There were just too many others about and field of animals. so we stuck with tradition.

 The sun came out hot so we took Monza home and put him inside the cool house and went out to lunch...

 Lee said he would take me out to lunch. This he did. We bought sandwiches and chocolate eclairs from posh Sainsbury's Greengates and then parked The Fonz near the canal and walked along ....

 We ate our melted lunch on top of the lock gates.....

 and watched people on holiday working the lock........

 I could have been back in Bath. I lived just by the Kennet and Avon canal and walked Casper dog there most days. considering all at this time...would I really want to go back to Bath? different life in what seams to me now a completely other world. If I was to go back...even just to visit a i expect I would just wonder around lostly looking for what I remember. that would be sad.

 Lee used to cycle here as a child with his mates on a "chopper"........Here we are today with our melted chocolate eclairs and the people who hired the narrow boat have not much idea how to work the locks.....this one behind Lee here has not been closed properly.......

we climbed the steps onto the top of the lock and looked along the canal....

floaded lock.....

We sat on a bench and ate our lunch and watched the drama. The dog from the boat came to say hello and try for some sandwich.....

we in enjoyed the peace and sun

We set off home for early afternoon.....Monza was fine left at home in the cool house and immediately we all went out to the log cabin...opened it all up and tended the garden. A lovely day......until

Right ! it is 4.30 I have to go and change. There really must be more to life than working this job.......
thats it for today folks!

much later I returned in the dusk and everyone was asleep. So I ate some of the rum and raisin ice cream I just bought......