We
departed Corbie, on the Somme and headed upstream towards Belgium. One thing
that caught our eye was that the fallow fields beside the canal were covered
with Flanders Poppies – fields of blood. So poignant after our visit.
Actually
the treatment started with a complete sandblast then spraying many layers of primers
and paint. The wrapping was essential but it made navagation a little hazardous.
As
we were now on a major canal sights like this were the norm. Here, barges
loaded with heavy steel off cuts and scrap are off-loaded by these massive
grabs, the scrap being used in a pipe mill close by.
We
were soon moored at Mons. The city was only a short bus trip from our mooring
and we wandered through the old centre of the city.
There
had been something in the air as things were happening at the Hotel de Ville. Weddings seemed to be
the order of the day.
Even
this group – out on a buck’s afternoon were having fun. These fellows were
collecting money to help the poor groom buy the ring. Hah! Booze more like. His
hairy bits were covered in depilatory wax strips and his mates were inviting
the public to donate – and rip a strip! Marg got her 2 euros worth.
Turning
a corner, we thought we had found a Chinese pallet maker’s timber yard but realised
that this was a sculpture almost filling a small local square.
We
supposed that the woodpile had a degree in artistic merit - somewhere, but
Peter missed it.
We
have been saying for the past year that it is time to think about our future
and we have finally taken the plunge and Matilda is on the market. We don’t think
she will sell too quickly as the market is generally slow but we are being
realistic with our price and expectations but will probably be here next season as
well. If you would like to have a look, go to www.bargematilda.blogspot.com
and see what we are selling.
There
will be more to tell, so we will keep in touch.
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