BARRYBLOKE
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We have been on our narrowboat for the last 4 or 5 days or so with me popping home now and again to sort the animals out etc.
We have had a big boater get together barby ,music, food and beer etc and its been great.
Last night they had all gone home to different parts of Wales barring the resident boaters on our mooring and so we decided to stay one more night.
To cut a long winded story short, I built up the woodburner we have onboard far to much and the boat was way to hot despite having the windows and roof hatch open and I couldnt sleep and so 4.30 this morning saw me saying goodbye to Linda for a few hours to shoot home and do a few jobs. I took her mobile with me to charge it up.
When I got back at 9.30 this morning she tells me that at 5.30 4 peices of human excrement had tried to get on the boat. I guess they thought that nobody was on there and it had been left insecure. She screamed and they legged it off a distance and stood back to see what happened. She said they were carring bars or something. When she continued to watch them from the galley they turned tail and went down to the car park were they had a go at the cars. By this time Linda had woken our neighbouring boaters and the police had now been called. She was asked over the phone if the scum were still there and she said no. That was at 5.30 this morning. Its now 22.26. I have asked my mate on the phone and they still havent turned up.
She could have been killed, both Linda and Saffron were terrified.
However they did turn up around 11.00 this morning on the moorings for an entirely different matter.
Sometime last week Steve (the mooring owner) found a small fibreglass tender sunk and drifting down the middle of the canal. He towed it in ,drained it off and tied it up waiting for someone to claim it.
Its worth a maximum of 20 quid. We found out today that someone had nicked it and sunk it.
There is no way he wanted it and even if he did he wouldnt have nicked it. He could buy 50 new of them out of his back pocket and he just isnt that sort of bloke anyway.
The owner was walking down the towpath, saw her sons boat tied up and stood there and phoning the police reported Steve for stealing the boat.
Enter Robocop and his Mrs. 5 minutes later up the bank they come with him sporting obligatory borg startrecky style bald head, body armour and full Rambo attitude and proceeds to do all he can to nick Steve for the theft of this boat.
Nothing could have been further from the truth.
I dont suppose that the poor distressed mother had long blonde hair and big knockers had anything to do with Rambo,s attitude, my arse it didnt.
Anyway as this was all going off by the side of my boat I said to Steve. "Let him nick you and then sue him off the planet".
The conversation had a brief pause.
I said "Steve, that boat now belongs to you. You legally salvaged it and its your boat if you wish to keep it or she can be charged by you for the rescue, storage and return of the boat.
I dont know if I was accurate or not but more to the point neither did Rambo and 2 or 3 minutes later he was back in his noddy car all dirty looks and daggers. He was genuinely a complete arse.
Linda tried to talk to the WPC about the events of earlier in the morning but once she had registered that Linda had reported it she didnt give her the time of day.
We pulled the boat in put it on the path and told the mother she wa being charged mooring fees after midnight tonight as its on private moorings.
What a complete and utter waste of time and space.
We have had a big boater get together barby ,music, food and beer etc and its been great.
Last night they had all gone home to different parts of Wales barring the resident boaters on our mooring and so we decided to stay one more night.
To cut a long winded story short, I built up the woodburner we have onboard far to much and the boat was way to hot despite having the windows and roof hatch open and I couldnt sleep and so 4.30 this morning saw me saying goodbye to Linda for a few hours to shoot home and do a few jobs. I took her mobile with me to charge it up.
When I got back at 9.30 this morning she tells me that at 5.30 4 peices of human excrement had tried to get on the boat. I guess they thought that nobody was on there and it had been left insecure. She screamed and they legged it off a distance and stood back to see what happened. She said they were carring bars or something. When she continued to watch them from the galley they turned tail and went down to the car park were they had a go at the cars. By this time Linda had woken our neighbouring boaters and the police had now been called. She was asked over the phone if the scum were still there and she said no. That was at 5.30 this morning. Its now 22.26. I have asked my mate on the phone and they still havent turned up.
She could have been killed, both Linda and Saffron were terrified.
However they did turn up around 11.00 this morning on the moorings for an entirely different matter.
Sometime last week Steve (the mooring owner) found a small fibreglass tender sunk and drifting down the middle of the canal. He towed it in ,drained it off and tied it up waiting for someone to claim it.
Its worth a maximum of 20 quid. We found out today that someone had nicked it and sunk it.
There is no way he wanted it and even if he did he wouldnt have nicked it. He could buy 50 new of them out of his back pocket and he just isnt that sort of bloke anyway.
The owner was walking down the towpath, saw her sons boat tied up and stood there and phoning the police reported Steve for stealing the boat.
Enter Robocop and his Mrs. 5 minutes later up the bank they come with him sporting obligatory borg startrecky style bald head, body armour and full Rambo attitude and proceeds to do all he can to nick Steve for the theft of this boat.
Nothing could have been further from the truth.
I dont suppose that the poor distressed mother had long blonde hair and big knockers had anything to do with Rambo,s attitude, my arse it didnt.
Anyway as this was all going off by the side of my boat I said to Steve. "Let him nick you and then sue him off the planet".
The conversation had a brief pause.
I said "Steve, that boat now belongs to you. You legally salvaged it and its your boat if you wish to keep it or she can be charged by you for the rescue, storage and return of the boat.
I dont know if I was accurate or not but more to the point neither did Rambo and 2 or 3 minutes later he was back in his noddy car all dirty looks and daggers. He was genuinely a complete arse.
Linda tried to talk to the WPC about the events of earlier in the morning but once she had registered that Linda had reported it she didnt give her the time of day.
We pulled the boat in put it on the path and told the mother she wa being charged mooring fees after midnight tonight as its on private moorings.
What a complete and utter waste of time and space.