On the Oxford

Now moored just up from the stop-lock that you can see below the towing bridge on the Oxford Canal. We travelled done the Coventry canal through Nuneaton this morning himself on the tiller and me walking to two dogs. I can't say that I was very impressed with the canal side of Nuneaton, the tow path was in good condition and used extensively by local dog walkers and cyclists. Not a single 'dog poo' bin in sight, and therefore an abundance of dog droppings, every bridge adorned with graffiti and beer cans cast about everywhere; Nuneaton needs to have a wee review of its civic pride quotient me thinks..
We turned off the Coventry canal on to the start of the Oxford at Hawkesbury Junction arriving at just after noon. Noon, midday, lunchtime, Sunday lunchtime, Sunday lunch, and lookey here a Public House selling Sunday lunches, well just how fortunate is that?

The Greyhound (please note Greygal and Sue) did us proud with two roast beef lunches and a couple of pints of real ale. Here I am a little later updating the blog and himself has gone to bed for a siesta. How civilised is that?

The cast iron bridge that adorns the entrance to the Oxford Canal and below a detail of the bridge.Here is the old pumping station that sits on the Coventry Canal at Hawkesbury Junction.