As I’m getting on so well with the lovely Desa, maybe there’s a chance I could stay here while The Cap’n and The Mariner go back home. There’s plenty of space for one extra cat… … and I’ll still be near the … Continue reading
That’s odd. Just two days ago I thought Desa was the hottest thing on paws, but today…well, she’s lovely and everything, but I’d rather just be friends. I don’t even fancy the cushions anymore – today they’re just soft furnishings. What’s that … Continue reading
After the bombshell of yesterday, we’ve still got that nightmare journey on buses back to the boat. We’re all a bit subdued. But the coach is lively enough. Although I’m stressing out a bit – I’ve chewed my way through … Continue reading
This is where we’re moored for the time being – nice gaff, eh? Well, actually, this is the posh part of where we’re staying. Our boat’s moored round the corner, past the flash yachts, under the trees, across the rickety-rackety bridge. In the cheap … Continue reading
Well…sitting on the boom of the boat actually, but I can’t imagine Otis Redding singing about that, can you?
And we’re off! Not sure where to this time – I never did get to grips with those charts – but it’s good to be back home on the boat, wherever we’re going. Lovely views too.
…What’s Going On? This is different. Our bags are packed and we’re on a scary-fast boat – no gentle rowing involved here. Where are we going now?