Last night's show went really well - we had a good crowd, largely due to the wonderful weather, I suppose. And the show went really well. The pint of Harvest Pale was particularly fine too, after! So we were all in high spirits when we got to Badsey's - with much less trouble than we had last year - when we attempted to find a place that we had never seen; in the dark; and with only the words "UNDER RAILWAY BRIDGE ON LEFT" scribbled on the back of a beer mat to guide us. Badsey's is still tricky to find though, so it was a relief to get here without any wrong turns, and unpack our stuff ready for the summer. Ian, who runs Badsey's, arrived a little later, having been out celebrating the sale of a friend's boat. He was a little more amenable than our first meeting last year - we arrived so late, after the beer mat farce, that he was sure that we were breaking into Tyseley! He leaned out the window and gave us what for in no uncertain terms, until he realised who we were. It is great that people look after eachother on the cut. I have been broken into several times whilst living on dry land. In one instance my landlady even offered to help the thieves carry the stuff down the stairs. She thought I was moving out. At 4 in the morning. It was that sort of a house.
Badsey, herself, is an old BW working boat that Ian has fitted out and sleeps in. We weren't allowed to see inside last year. Apparently the jacuzzi wasn't quite finished... She's moored outside the Bistro and very fine she looks too, with her paintwork done last year by Ron Huff (if that's how you spell it) while I looked on last summer. It would be nice to get him to do Tyseley. The poor girl is in desperate need of a bit of TLC. I was out this morning polishing the brasses. But I had to stop after I ran out of Brasso! If anyone knows a less labour intensive way of cleaning VERY dirty brass - please let me know...
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