Star light

Star light, star bright,
First star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have this wish I wish tonight.

There is, this very evening, a meteor shower.

As of 7 seconds ago (a little after 18.27) the Leonid shower began its path across the orbit of this little globe of ours.

Tonight is the peak night, but the Leonids will be visible for approximately ten more nights.

So when I’ve finished watching The Mummy (Brendan Fraser, not Tom Cruise), I’m going outside, in my PJs, to see what I can see.

I’ll try and get a member or two of the family to join me.

PJs are optional.

And if I’m a zombie tomorrow morning, it’s because I didn’t take heed of the lesson in Night of the Comet.

Bobbing about a bit

In a change to our typical weekends (although I’m still not terribly sure what a typical weekend is), the four of us have spent the weekend cruising/living on a narrowboat.

There’s a reason behind this waterbourne adventure, but more on that another time.

We spent Friday night, all of Saturday (inc night) and a good stretch of Sunday aboard ‘Carlton’, a 56′ narrowboat belonging to Ashby Boats.

The weather held fantastic all weekend.

During our two days afloat we cruised from Stoke Golding in Warwickshire to Shackerstone in Leicestershire.

Overnight we stopped at a remote stretch of canalside/countryside, a few miles north of Market Bosworth.

The peace and quiet Saturday night was awesome.

Total.

And there was absolutely zero light pollution.

It has been a very relaxing weekend.

But our lookouts were rubbish.

Lookouts

Lookouts not looking out

We had a going-upstream and coming-downstream conversation with a woman who has lived on her narrowboat for 13 years.

She said that selling up and becoming a liveaboard was the best thing she’s ever done.

When I asked her what the worst thing about being a liveaboard was, she thought about it before saying ‘muddy towpaths in the winter’.

She was a very jolly lady who, when we came back downstream, was about to start wielding an angle-grinder onto the outside of her boat (Nimrod).

It’s been a fun weekend, and one very different from any we’ve had.

This is the view when we woke up on Saturday morning:

Narrowboat: the view outside

Narrowboat: the view outside

Although we live in a quiet country village, the change in the view, and the shift in the pace of life were very welcome.