With the best will in the world, noone can even pretend that it is still Autumn and not winter. There are scarcely any leaves still floating in the water to foul the propeller, and the wind is bitterly cold. Still, not too cold for a quick trip out to Braunston for an overnight visit. Work carries on though in the boat yards, and looks all the more spectacular in the afternoon gloom.
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