One of our favourite places to moor at. We watched the river rise and rise and rise until it completely covered the little bridge leading from Church Minshull to the isolated farm.
Herons and egrets were fishing from the bank where the river became shallow at the edges, although it was still quite fast.
My No2 had to curtail her circular walks past the farm and into the village and back along the footpath up to the canal because she could no longer cross the bridge.

You can't have too much of a good thing but when needs must we have to move on. Time to empty the loos and fill up with water, dispose of some rubbish and do a little speciality shopping so it's off to Calverly again where we can catch the bus into either Chester or Nantwich, whichever is most appropriate for our needs.

Rich on Chamberlain's fuel boat arrived today. We purchased 21 bags coal (we have settled on the 20kg bags of Excel, it burns well, with little ash and I can manage to carry them around). 140 odd Lts diesel and a 13kg Calor gas. I seem to go through gas much more quickly than my No 2 as I have a gas water heater and I do most of the cooking on Iowner.

Went to Chester to get my medication. I order my repeat medication by email and I always include an update as to what pharmacy I am using, however it seems that the person who deals with it ignores that part of my email.
My water bottle burst (I probably laid on it during the night) so I had a wet duvet, wet sheet and a wet mattress. My No2 did a sterling job of drying everything and de-moulding behind my bed in the process.
Slept on Iowner for the night so as to give my mattress on Dennis a bit longer to dry out before I resumed sleeping on it.

Delivery booked from ASDA for today. The driver tells me he nearly didn't make it due to the icy roads, but all's well that ends well, we are good for food for a few more days.

Set off and stopped at the facilities at Calverly to do the usual before continuing on to Hurlston where we plan to spend a few days.

Don't you just love those serendipitous moments when you stumble upon something different to daily life. We had just gone into Nantwich for a look around and to do a little shopping when we were confronted by a marching hoard of Parliamentarians intent on doing battle with the Royalists.
The English Civil War (1642–1651) was a series of devastating conflicts between the Royalists (who supported King Charles I) and the Parliamentarians (who wanted to limit the monarch's power).
Needless to say we had a wonderful time watching all those people bashing hell out of each other just for the fun of it. At the end of the day I am not sure who won this particular battle, but it looked as if everybody enjoyed themselves.