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Boater_Pat

<t>No word my end either, and I have asked along the cut for her grandson without any luck. I will keep this short because I am not much good at this sort of thing. I have lit the stove tonight the same as any night, and put the kettle on, and sat with it, and there is nobody come. That is all right...

Boater_Pat

<t>The chatroom where we used to natter of an evening has been empty for weeks. So I am putting it on the board where it can be seen, for theres no one in the chat to say it to any more and I dont think I have known it as quiet as this. I am not having a grumble. I just looked in tonight and realise...

Boater_Pat

<t>I have been on the water twenty years this autumn and I sat last night working out the Snug must be near as old. Funny to think. We have lost some good ones along the way, old George chief among them, and the place is quieter than it was, I'll not pretend otherwise. Fewer new faces. But the kettl...

Boater_Pat

<t>Knew you'd do it in the end, Dawn. Knew it the year Clive stopped saying you say that every year. I was up the Bristol end when you came through, of all the rotten luck, must have passed you on the water somewhere and neither of us any the wiser. Next time. There will be a next time now, thats th...

Boater_Pat

Nobody's on their own who has somewhere to natter of an evening. Thats half of what a place like this is for, the half Edmund never put in the rules. Kettle's on, as ever. Well get through this strange year and well bore the next lot of hire boaters senseless about it.

Boater_Pat

<t>Strange spring. The cut's emptier than I have ever known it, no hire boats, no gongoozlers on the bridges, just me and the heron and the moorhens getting bold. I am better set up for this than most, if Im honest, I have spent years practising being content with my own company and a kettle. But I ...

Boater_Pat

I am sorry, Nan. I only knew him through here, but the Snug is a smaller room tonight. Candle lit on the boat for him. The water will carry it.

Boater_Pat

Thinking of you Anne. Roy struck me as a tough old boot the once we met at the canal day, he will mend. Anything wants running anywhere, I am slow but I am willing.

Boater_Pat

<t>Welcome to the pound, Dawn and Clive. Walk up to the long barrow at West Kennet if you have the legs, twenty minutes off the towpath and worth every step, and the Sanctuary above it. Take the lane, not the main road. And if it is clear, walk back along the cut at dusk: the herons fish the last li...

Boater_Pat

<t>You're more proper than half the gin palaces that come through, Dawn, dont you fret. The week-a-year folk are usually the ones who actually look at where they are. Tell Clive the heron has no manners and never has had. If he wants the bacon he can catch his own. Honeystreet's a good stretch. The ...

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