Friday afternoon, I managed to sneak a couple of hours down at the boat again. I was determined to get the battery charging all sorted.

When the engine started, the charger springs into life. This is a good step forward because now I know I can run the engine periodically, and get some charge into the batteries to keep them in shape.

While the engine was running I took a stoll around the boat to see how noisy it was. A beautiful murmouring tickover, I'm glad I spent the money on the hospital silencer. Once the engine is shrouded, the boat will sound great.
One hour less sleep on Sunday, and it seems to be summer. It seems an age since last time I sat outside KRO having a pint in the sun while waiting for the train.
Two hours later, and the sun is just set over Putney Bridge.
I'm back to the Half moon again. This time Jacquie McShee's Pentangle.
I haven't seen them for thirty years or so, and they sound great.
The half moon in Putney is a great venue, great atmosphere, but the Northerner in me is still irritated by the £3.50 a pint bit!