22nd-25th.

Crew #1 left for home to dry out - and the sun shone for the first time in a week. Moondaisy languished in Whittington while the fridge was replenished. I went by bus- a great free bonus for old dears - into Lichfield. I had always thought it was just a place off the motorway, but in fact it is a pleasant small Cathedral city. A stonking cathedral, pleasant riverside, traffic-free centre and only a bunch of drunken 16 year-old footie louts smashing bottles and staggering round the bus station detracted from it. They all left on a coach - poor driver.