Anyway, there I was on my towpath travels, realising what a good view of Erik I got from the path.
What a fine boat I thought to myself and how lucky I am to be Captain for the week.
Seeing a bridge approaching that would give me an even better aerial view, I hurried onto it and waved to Erik and my minder who was on the helm, as Erik glided through beneath me.
As I clambered down and rejoined the towpath I suddenly understood what 'missing the boat' meant. I could see Erik further down the canal, chugging along at a pace faster than my little legs could propel me. How soon would it be before those on board missed me I wondered.
My panic was only momentary though as my quick thinking bear brain realised that I was carrying a walkie talkie so I radio'd through to let the crew on board know that I had fallen behind. Erik, like all canal boats loses direction in reverse so they weren't able to come back for me, but did slow down a lot to give me a chance to catch up and get back on board at the next bridge.
Once back aboard everyone let me know that they had all been keeping an eye on me and would not have left me, they were just winding me up and making me think I'd been left behind.
They're all such good friends I was able to share the joke and have a laugh with them.
Lots of love Eddie xxx
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