We moored up in Heyford again, ready for a new alternator on Thursday. On the 27th, we moored up at the bottom of the garden of the Rock of Gibratar pub in Bletchington so Elizabeth could again walk straight from Bella to an eatery. SUCH fun.
We left bright and early to get to Heyford for the 11:36 train north. Bella got moored up at the Wharf and Elizabeth hopped the train to Banbury, to get one for Coventry then change for one to Rugby to collect Reg (car) and drive him back down to his dealership for servicing and MOT. A few minutes from Heyford wharf, the dealership had someone drive her back. Pete met her in the station car park and they walked ten minutes out of the wharf area to where he had moored Bella after learning that the part had not arrived and we would need to stay in Heyford again. This is the lift bridge allowing an easier walk to the Bell pub in Lower Heyford.
Speaking of bridges, the iron bridge is a rather lovely one on the section where the Cherwell river and Oxford canal share a course.
