An icy pootle from Barbridge to Bunbury in my oddly-shaped bucket

My favorite Skipper on the English canals navigating in the Cardinal has been promoted to Governor of Her Majesty’s newly-conquered subjects in Bunbury! Sparrows beware! Please, read on…

The Diesel-Electric Elephant Company.

H’yar today, gorn tomorrow, as we terribly posh folk orfen say. Except that this is more a case of th’yar yesterday and h’yar today. Chained to the armco in Barbridge on Sunday and staked to the ground near Bunbury by Tuesday.

An early-morning move – and the early-morning is where the ice comes in – there was a layer of it ¼” to ½” thick on the tonneau cover (where the hail had gathered overnight), and a frost such as Jack would have been proud of everywhere else on the Cardinal. The longest job of the departure was removing the ice from the canvas so that I could roll it up and stash it. Don’t be fooled by the blue of the sky here, or the sunlight, for that is an Arctic-blue and a sun without warmth. This is, when all is said and done, only the end of April in England… I…

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Author: John Fioravanti

I'm a retired History teacher (35 years), husband, father of three, grandfather of three. My wife, Anne, and I became business partners in December, 2013, and launched our own publishing company, Fiora Books (, to publish my books. We have been married since 1973 and hope our joint business venture will be as successful as our marriage.

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