With Firecrest safe and secure in Shobnall marina for a few days, we hired a car and drove up to the Lakes. Its always a treat to stay at Mums, even if shes no longer with us. This is where I used to play as a child, no wonder I love living on the water now.
I was booked in to go to The Cumbrian Wool Gathering, and for a yarnie like me who loves knitting and spinning and crochet and felting infact anything textile, two whole days of woolly magic is my idea of heaven. Whilst a yarn festival might be my idea of heaven, Eric dutifully handed over the credit card and left me to it so I could take advantage of some very talented people showcasing small businesses from studios in Cumbria and some a bit further afield.
All things considered I was quite restrained in what came home with me
When we got back to Firecrest we cruised back towards Alrewas. We were admiring the open countryside around Branston lock, when a walker told us to make the most of it. This green space is due to have 100’s of houses built on it.,
Going upstream on the River section was a bit of a struggle, it might have looked a lovely day, but the wind was fierce and the flow was fast, it felt like we were trudging through treacle.
Luck was on our side to get the last available 14 day mooring and we settled down to enjoy village life.
We were in for another treat as it was Alrewas Open Gardens weekend.
There were 32 gardens for us to visit and they ranged from postage stamps and wild flowers right through to some Chelsea showstoppers
Impossible to pick our favourite garden, but some of my favourite flowers
And of course no village show would be complete without a bit of yarn bombing
