The guide book said that the nearby market town of Bampton was attractive. It was right, probably the most attractive little town we have visited, this had nothing to do with the seven pubs, which all looked in good order, this observation is made purely on external appearances, as we didn’t actually go inside any of them. Having just watched the DVD of Hot Fuzz which is set in the perfectly preserved, imaginary town of Sandford, Glos, where anybody disturbing the peace and tranquility, is ruthlessly dispatched by the Neighbourhood Watch, I rather have the feeling that this could just happen in Bampton, however, it appears that this is where Morris dancing originated, must have something to do with all those pubs.
On the way back we stopped off at the nursery and suggested to the nice young man in charge, that if we bought the bedding plants to replace the sad winter pansies in our roof boxes, he might like to drive us back to the Tadpole bridge with our shopping, he agreed.
With the roof loaded with trays of begonias, petunias, and lobelia, we set of to the Oxford Cruisers boatyard, just downstream of Pinkhill Lock. Stanley the Border Terrier was arriving tomorrow and his Mum & Dad needed somewhere safe to leave their car for a couple of days. We moored, in a beautiful spot, just down from the boatyard and whilst I washed the boat, Jacquie re-did the roof boxes, which in a few weeks time should look good.