Rain was forecast for this afternoon, so we headed off in the morning, and moored up by lunchtime in the village of Tibberton, just outside Worcester’s suburban sprawl. This is the view from our bedroom window.

Though we only came a few miles, there were twelve locks, so we had a busy morning. A family of battle swans came to see us off, or perhaps chase us away.

Tibberton has two pubs, Speed the Plough and The Bridge...

… though the village store and post office has closed. There are a few old half timbered buildings. This one is called The Old Cottage, because Buckingham Palace was taken.

You can’t see the full extent of this one in the photo, but it started in the 16th century, and has been getting increasingly large extensions about every hundred years since then, all in the same direction.

At this rate it will reach the outskirts of Worcester sometime in the 32nd century.

If Brexit cripples the manufacturing and service sectors of the British economy, it’s nice to know there is still the agricultural sector to fall back on.