Sorry - no comms and a drowned phone

Our last post was the 20th of August. From there we travelled to Crick, with hardly any connectivity, but we thought, oh well, it's the weekend. We'll post on Monday. Monday the 24th, we travelled to Welford and realised we had no comms whatever. We even had to stand outside facing one direction to get a phone signal - and even then, the wind was so bad, interspersed with rain, that we hardly did that. So until our present mooring in south Leicester, we had zip connectivity. Odd for us. We managed to survive, but we felt profoundly disconnected. At least at Foxton we had phone connectivity and managed a telephone call with James in New York with the speaker phone on. We had to use Elizabeth's phone as Pete managed to drop his in the canal when going for lines. This was all because he used his phone to telephone Andrew, who, with Sarah, had visited Foxton with us, so we wanted to tell him we were there in a boat not a car! He slipped his phone back into his outside top jacket pocket, funnily enough, the same pocket used to house his Ray Bans, now gracing the bed of Blue Haven Marine. He usually puts his phone in the lower side pocket, but was in a rush with lines. Hey ho! Virgin Media had a giggle and has put a new sim in the post. After this post of catch up, we'll do a journey by journey record, but this is a quick "Hello again!"