My Sister arrived to a disappointingly damp day, but we set off towards Somerton Bridge, where there is a turning point, but on the way there is the twelve foot deep Somerton Lock, which was a spectacular introduction to someone who wouldn’t know a lock from key, particular as the lock keepers cottage, had had a charming restoration.
We missed the rather undersize turning point, but with the help of my new sixteen foot pole we reversed back and eventually turned her round and stopped for lunch.
The sun did it’s best to break through, but lost the battle, but it was great to see my sunny little sister, who really enjoyed her brief trip, but we hope she will be able to join us for a proper trip sometime.
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