A Most Romantic Barge

Please excuse the quality of the photos today, the light was the sort of light what you would write poetry about, mean, moody and a brooding fiery red but not the stuff of illustrative monkey shots.

We live across the river from the marina, where there is always something going on, barges come in and out for repair all the time, but yesterday Darrell and Nigel spotted something just a little bit more exciting ……

……. a shop barge, a floating emporium that sells ice cream and  slushes and cold drinks!  Just how romantic is that?  They think it is called Elizabeth, perhaps after our own beloved Queen, but the view is a little obscured.

One thing is for sure, if it was ever parked on our side of the river we would almost certainly make several considered purchases of a chilled type nature. How romantic would it be to buy your provisions from a floating shop on a river bank, tripping down the steps  your whicker basket resting on your arm?…….. it makes the Ikea shopping trolley and the mystique of the village Tesco Express of our past pale in comparison .

Before we moved, we never gave much thought to barges, but we are all adding a night or two on one, gazing through misty portholes to our bucket lists, well, it would look rude not to now.