We left you, dear Reader, in Radford Semele on the Grand Union, where Elizabeth was practicing walking post fall. A stick aided hobble was achieved to the White Lion, but all four of us (we're travelling with lovely friends' boat and crew) suggested that rest was a better idea.
The next morning saw us cruising up the Radford Semele locks, Bascote flight and the next two locks with Elizabeth stuck at the tiller (harumph) and Pete and friends doing a fine choreography of boat2 tiller, the lock we were in and then setting the next lock along. We managed to miss all the threatening rain and moored up on the Long Itchington aquaduct. Pete, funnily enough, was the only one to make the pub that afternoon!
The next day was the final leg of the two boats holiday excursion. We travelled up the Long Itchington pair, the Stockton flight then the Calcutt flight with Elizabeth a bit more graceful about having to stay at the tiller. A turn south at Wigrams Turn brought us to The Bridge pub moorings in Napton. Within the hour, our companions' car was fetched and Elizabeth whisked to A&E in Rugby. Suspected spiral fracture, but post Xray, perhaps chipped fubula.
The next morning we all did a dance of car hopping, hospital visiting with a step of Napton flight ascending. The end result was that our dear friends are now travelling south on the Oxford Canal and we're underway north. Elizabeth has nothing broken and now sports awesome bruising and swelling. Weight bearing exercise with anti-inflammatories the cure, she's dancing for joy at the lack of plasters or crutches!
