Not what I thought I would be writing on Sunday 3rd December 2017 - but it's 10pm and I'm sitting in a canal boat in Staffordshire with my husband and our Husky.  Let me just say that again. I'm sitting in a canal boat in Staffordshire with my husband and our Husky. Wow. Just wow.

It's now 8.12am and I am putting on the bacon in the pan, have cut the bread rolls and am using cheese for added flavour instead of red sauce.  Russell has gone to walk Sparky the dog and well... it's all a bit idyllic, good life and frankly a tad unbelievable.

The boat - currently named Judo is a 28 foot narrow beam canal boat. Liveried in faded blue and purple it has a metal hull and an outboard engine. Rather curiously, but we like it, it also has a wind turbine on in that we can plug in for when the wind is up. Inside there is small multi fuel burner, sink, toilet and space for a shower to be installed (needs some work) and the space is arranged so that rathersurprisingly it could sleep four.  Last night it slept two and a dog easily.

So here are Russell and I, with Sparky the Husky, on the Trent and Mersey canal.  We collected the boat at the Marina at Great Haywood and sailed past the turning to the Staffordshire and Worcestershire canal and headed south east.  We have passed under bridge 74, through the Haywood Lock (our first), bridge 73 and then bridge 72 and bridge 71 - all told not very far, but at that point having hit a few reeds we managed to spin the boat (and effect of it being so short) and then, we think, flooded the engine. It turns out that this is very easy to do - but as it happened bridge 71 was beautiful the light was dropping fast and so we moored up, walked along the tow path and camped ourselves in the Lamb and Flag pub in Little Haywood waiting for the in-laws.

And so our first day ended after a meal, and a pint or two, we strolled back to our mooring, entered into our water haven and after some laying out of the bed and sorting out of stuff - we settled down for what was one of the best night sleep in years.  

More to follow. Including more bacon and cheese rolls and excessive noms for la doggo.  And perhao some more poetic reflection of the colours, warmth, wildlife and joy.