I had a chat with the co-proprietor of Tooleys Boatyard on Saturday afternoon. His name's Matt, and he used to run Castlemill Boatyard down at Oxford, along with the restaurant boat Rosamund The Fair. He knew the boatyard's days were numbered, even back in the dark days of late 2001, and never worked under any misapprehension.
They negotiated to take over Tooley's, moving in the the following year, and moving Rosamund The Fair to its new Banbury base. I must say, the restaurant boat looks superb in its current livery.
Granny's not been to Banbury since late 2001, and I'd not known it was a genuine, working boatyard. Anyway, Matt said he'd try to nip over to inspect it on Monday, but he was just too plain busy. I was in no mood to stay around, and luckily the warmer weather has set in, with no need for heating on the boat, so I retreated to Norfolk on Sunday.
In the event, Matt called in Ian Cooper of Aynho Dock Services, five locks and six miles down the canal. Ian nipped over yesterday, sucked his teeth and shook his head, and said it was all hard to tell. Well, I wasn't there, but I'd imagine that's what he'd say.
Anyway, I'll take the boat down to Aynho next Saturday for his more measured opinion.
In the meantime, yesterday I rang Mardon Marine, my insurers, to alert them to the disaster. The helpful lady on the phone said she would put a claim form in the post, although when I asked what was next, she was a little non-committal. I've been with them since I bought Granny Buttons seven years ago, and I've never queried the renewal price.
Back in 1999 it was Michael Stimpson, but although I'm told he's still involved in a back-seat capacity, he transferred to Mardon three or four years ago.
I've already alerted the regional British Waterways HQ in Milton Keynes, asking their forbearance about my stay in Banbury, beneath the Tom Rolt Bridge. And I've asked the attractive lady on the boat Sirius, just opposite, to explain my difficulty to any jobsworth moorings wardens.
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