Again the weather is not the best, but we leave our last mooring and the canal again twists through beautiful English countryside the hills rolling out on either side of the canal in the distance.
We have a few locks which are quite deep locks to contended with and also a few swing bridges which one of them caused Denise quite a lot of bother,trying to keep it from swinging back down at every opportunity as she struggled to lift it .We pass the pretty village of Upper Heyford before deciding to moor at Lower Heyford.
After some lunch we decide to take a wander up to the village so we can post my sisters and nephews birthday cards, and what a treat it was the village,even in the rain was adorable with a mixture of thatched and slate cottages with their gardens all covered in flowers, it also had a church with it fine stained glass windows wich over looked the canal. The village also boasted a pub " The Bell" right by the green, the houses had names that hinted at their former uses, the Bakehouse, the Buttery, the school house and so on.
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