Moored in Penkridge near the Cross Keys Inn after trawling up from our overnight stop at Gailey. We waited here yesterday for a knock on the door that turned out to be more like a boot in the side carefully applied by Greygal and husband A from Dogs on Tour. They wouldn't go away so after a tour of the boat, a try of the cross bed for size - nothing funny going on promise - we headed for the Cross Keys and what turned out to be a liquid lunch liberally garnished with crisps and peanuts as the pub had stopped serving food minutes before we stumbled across its threshold - sods law!
It was great to see both and thank you for celebratory bottle of champers! We look forward to meeting you again before very long.