Barry did a stalwart job of moving Areandare back up the 35 (or is it 36?) locks of Heartbreak Hill from Middlewich by Sunday, so he could meet me at the railway station at Kidsgrove on Monday. I had a fun-filled-fix of grandmotherly love last week. I'm always in awe of his abilities to 'lock-alone' … Continue reading A stroll around Etruria, and a weekend trading at Westport Lake