Calypso to Collapso

That's not a real unicorn





I had sailed as far as Burnley wharf, and got a cold reception at the Inn on the wharf.  When a couple of us walked out of the back door onto the canal, the staff shut the door and bolted it behind them.

If you don't want anything to do with the canal, and you are running a canal side pub, then you need to find a different job.

I turned around and headed back to Blackburn for the Canal festival. I moored up next to Blue Moon, right outside the Caribbean.

As usual, Kennet was star of the show.

 I missed most of the Saturday due to work, but it was a lively evening

 Then in the morning, the locals were up and about

 Now that's what I call a Unicorn, great for a relaxing Sunday afternoon