That's not right.

After the excitement of the birth of little Hazel the last couple of days have settled back into doing little chores around the boat, almost finished painting the rear deck but not quite, some shopping for wood and screws for a tiny project and some oil for an oil change due tomorrow.
But this afternoon I looked out of my window and saw the green widebeam who was moored in front of my boat across the canal and thought 'that's not right...he can't be attempting to turn here surely'.

Looking out of the side hatch I realised he had come adrift from his bow mooring and was blocking the canal, with no other boats moving on the canal I went to investigate, first a couple of hard knocks on his hatch, no answer, then assess the situation, a centre line was on his roof so I could use that to pull him around, but his TV ariel was caught in the overhanging branches and I didn't want that to end up in the cut, assistance was required, so I walked back along the moored boats until I found a willing lady helper, together we re-secured him, all adds to the fun of canal life.