It's a poor photo, but it really is a terrapin! |
We were dismayed by the appearance of grafitti as we approached Leicester, but the locals where we moored at Ervin's Lock, South Wigston, were friendly enough.
Well, friendlyish. Late in the afternoon, a couple of rapscallions amused themselves by pulling out our mooring pins. They did have the courtesy to wind the stern rope around the pin and place it on the rear deck before having a go at the one at the front. At which point Grace barked at them and they fled. No harm done. The boat didn't even drift away from the bank the smallest bit. The perps didn't try again, either, though we did stay up until midnight to make sure. I would have phoned the police if they had. Playing cards on the well-deck on a lovely warm night was a pleasant way to be on guard.
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