Messing About In A Boat

We were invited to spend the evening on our friend's narrowboat, which was temporarily moored at Wolvercote, near Oxford. 

It started raining when we first got there, so we sat inside and waited for it to stop. We had a lovely dinner and then sat out on deck again. 

Mr E warned them that they may end up with a 'stowaway', as I've always wanted a narrowboat (ever since seeing Thursday's Child when I was very young).