Paid our dues to the English Canal Gods

We are parked up for our fourth night out just south of Wolverhampton. Diana has a need to visit Wightwick Manor, a historic home. Last trip here we passed it by road twice but couldn't stop or it was too late. Then when on the canal we realised we would go past. Closed Monday's & you guessed it it was Monday but she had a bit of a look around the gardens as they were making a film. Well tomorrow is Friday and after another three locks she will get the chance to visit.

Wednesday 19th. A quiet gentle day with a stop and wonder around historic Kinver. Met a couple who were painting an old Elizabethan house and they showed as through some caves behind their house that had brick frontages and doors. It was the old Jail cells.

Thursday 20th. Snails pace again. We are doing about half the distance per day that we did last time on this canal. So nice not to have a timetable to get the boat back in a few days.

My reference to the title:

Tuesday - Diana discovered she was missing one of her Pandora bracelets. Had it on in the morning and after one lock discovered it missing. Went back to the last lock to look but who knows when it came off.

Wednesday - I know exactly where my camera is. Bottom of the Bumblehole lock. It was such a nice setting that I needed a picture as we got to the top. Grabbed camera looked down to check the gap to the side of the lock, stepped off, knocked arm, dropped camera, camera floated, was going to pick it up and decided if boat moved I get crushed arm. Grabbed boat hook and almost got it out but it slipped again and that was enough to remove any floatation that was left.