We have arrived in Worcester. Pat duly collected her washing and we moved down to the water point for half an hour, then on to pick up some diesel at Stroudwater Cruisers. Then a very unevetful run in hazy sunshine. Granny thinks we are on the Thames, but hey - all water looks the same, doesn't it. Sadly for her, I can't get TV reception here. Malvern is shown as giving cover, but nothing worth watching.
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