June rolls us in to Marsworth

We found ourselves in Marsworth, the old home of British Waterways. Just lovely. We had a lovely mooring near the Red Lion, a real village pub with a wonderful garden and its own steam traction engine aficionado group – all gathered with machines on the front square when we arrived. This is where we stayed for Monday and Tuesday so Elizabeth could catch a train to London to teach Project Management and Pete had the office to himself to assess Grant providers for the CDF.