So there I was making my way to Leicester. I set off from Lock 26 about 11.30. I stopped at the Navigation pub at Kilby bridge for a roast Sunday lunch. I left there about 2.00. The locks here are hard work for the single hander.
At lock 36 along came a lady who said “Hello”. So I replied as I do “Hello how are you?”
“It is Maffi?”
“Yes of course.”
I know this lady but it took me a while to bring her to mind, I know who I am speaking to but the grey matter doesn’t come forward with the labels
She said, “It’s Nessa.”
I almost shed a tear. “I have something for you,” I said and gave her a big hug. We spoke of Mo.
Mo and Nessa moved back into their house when Mo became ill. Balmaha is up for sale.
We discussed where I was going to stay tonight. I thought above Kings Lock. Nessa helped me with the lock gate which didn’t want to open. We said goodbye.
It was later as I was nearing Kings it occurred to me that was the first time we ever met, but only in passing. Balmaha was coming out of the lock and I was going in. The last time we met was the time I was stuck in Loughborough two years ago.
I hope we get to meet again sometime soon.