Day 5, Saturday 19th June
Moored up mid-afternoon about two miles from  Atherstone Bottom Lock (so we have the flight of 11 to look forward to  tomorrow morning...). Atherstone is in Warwickshire but we didn't notice  any glaring county boundary signs here, or for Staffordshire  either.
A day of structures and domestics: The Coventry  Canal wends and weaves its way roughly south eastwards; it largely follows the  contours, hence today there have been two locks only (at Glascote, Tamworth).  For the first time since setting out the boat was being taken uphill: it's been  25 locks downhill since departure from Lyme View. This is Warwickshire  Coalfield country so there are old wharves remaining from pithead days and some  scarred strange looking land shapes. Mainly the canal is a green corridor  crossed by brick-built bridges often skewed at an angle, which, particularly in  a sharp wind (like today), can make smooth navigation through them  "interesting".  A new pet hate: boaters who moor on bends, close to  bridges, so they can polish up their brasses or paintwork, oblivious to the near  collisions of other boats trying to pass by... As to structures, apart from the  canal line and the landscape, housing deserves a mention: some of the ugliest  extensions, the fanciest conservatories, often adorned by gardens full of knick  knacks (not gnomes more tribes of figurines.) One garden adornment, however, in  a lovely large garden, was particularly unusual: an East German border  post...!
Domestically I had to engage with the washing  machine instruction booklet several times. I'd thought a shorter synthetics wash  would be kinder to the boat batteries but then had to work out how to drain out  the water and then to spin separately. Still, clean wind-blown socks are now  available for tomorrow!  A further "wifly / wifely" duty was carried out in  the application of black stove paint to the Morso stove. Yesterday I commented  on sunhats and rainhats: today I was glad to discover in the deep pocket of my  winter windproof my thermal-lined fleece hat. Will the sunscreen (ever) be  needed again?!
 
            
