Photo-a-Day (Wednesday, 28th August, 2019)
That's a nice touch - leaded window at the front! I wonder if ' Romar' is a combination of two names- ' Ron / Margaret' ? The naming of a boat - it's got to have some meaning surely!
Window could be a bit risky as far as a target for vandals. Hope it never happens. Nice quirky touch.
That's a lovely shot David.
I think you're probably right, Veronica. You used to see house-names on gates made from part-names of the people who lived there. I thought it was a mis-spelling of "Roamer" but I think your theory is the right one.
I know I've said it before but I could gladly live on a boat..thank you David.
I don't suppose we'll ever know Irene.x
This ramshackle boat been at the Top Lock and Red Rock for years now, Ive even seen it once with warning letter stuck to it from the Canal & River Trust
Your quite right: The boat's looking a bit tired now, and with a dowdy dress that's a call for help, I feel.
I went sailing through PaD's calendar last week and quickly dropped anchor at your, previously unseen, Up Holland Pepper Pot photo. A masterful photo, sir.
In mid-1960 (I was 11 1/2 yrs old.), I joined many others in forming the first 'batch' of pupils to be admitted to the then brand new Up Holland Sec', and our very first Cross Country Run of that year took in the cart track and Pepper Pot shown on your photo.
The 'Run was made more memorable by the fact that 'Jasper' had failed to return at the expected time, and that our Sportsmaster had to go out and them find him, which he did, at the romantic Pimbo Bushes. 'Goodness knows how he lost track', was the cry. Erm . . .
Can I buy a box of memories,
of your journeys on the cut,
as you sailed through natures treasures,
with a gentle simple splut.
You saw it in all weathers,
up close as seasons change,
you watched the coloured patterns,
react and rearrange.
Where you stayed was your own choice,
when you left the same,
Far away from rat race rush ,
you left that madding game.
Now you're in the middle,
the centre of a dream,
With nature all around you,
every turn and every scene.
The dragonflies parade you,
the trees all take a bow,
the insects do a water ski,
magical and how.
At night an owl will greet you,
bats above your head,
will show their faces briefly,
as they hunt for food instead.
With water gently lapping,
a cool and peaceful breeze,
will take you to a different place,
relaxing calming ease.
So yes you may be tired,
no longer good as new,
but to share the things that you have seen,
I wish I could have shared them too..