I remember wanting to take a boat into Gas Street and we took it slowly. Again, it's all changed.
We wind at the Mailbox - perfectly I might add - and tie up opposite the Premier Inn.
After numerous phone calls to secure a mooring for a few weeks, we decide to take a place at Sherborne Wharf on the Oozells Loop. I remember Oozells Street but only vaguely. I don't remember a towpath, but now you can walk most of the loop. There are new apartments all around including the old FMC warehouse. It's nice to see a few old sheds around as well, just to prevent the whole area becoming plastic.
It's a nice setting and it's an eclectic mix of boats. We are slotted in among the longer narrowboats, but we have to reverse in. It's like yachting in the Med. Smaller boats though.
We have no access at the back though so we need to shimmy along the gunwales to get on and off.
A terribly salty little song from Sheffield… - Sung here by my friend folk song scholar Ruairidh Greig. After singing that he’s probably an expert in implausibility too…
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