There are several really huge trees around the canal area. This one dwarfed the houses beside it.
When we were in Oswestry last week I saw a poster in the pub advertising a dog trainer who's based not far from Chirk. We got in touch with her to see if she could help with Chico’s anti-social behaviour and so today we went to meet her for an assessment. Basically, he’s scared of all other dogs and as a result becomes very aggressive whenever he meets one. She was very good and thinks she can help us help him become more controlled, so we’ve come away with lots of homework to practice until our next visit next weekend.
We decided not to stay at Chirk Bank for another night as last night we had 2 visits from one of the local scroats. At 7.30 I was preparing the dinner and he came and kicked the kitchen window where I was standing (the blinds were down so I don't think he could actually see me, just the light), then at 11.00 he came back and kicked the saloon window. It’s a good job we’ve got laminated glass. I just can’t understand what kind of thrill he got out of it but we decided to move just in case he fancied a repeat visit tonight. We wanted to moor on the SUCS moorings just through Whitehouse Tunnel but we couldn’t get the satellite dish to lock on and as it’s the first Formula 1 tomorrow we carried on for another mile or so to the next moorings. The first moorings have been planted up with several plum and meddlar trees. What a good idea! I wonder how many years they’ll take to bear fruit.
Tonight we're moored at Froncysyllte. It's very peaceful and our only neighbours are these very wet cattle in the field opposite.
It's been ages since we've had any rain but just as we moored up for the night the heavens opened and it looks set for the night. It might be chucking it down outside but it's nice and cosy inside with the fire glowing.