Fist we had Piddle brook running nearly alongside the river, then we went past the village of Wyre Piddle (sadly no moorings so we couldn't put ashore to take pictures) and then, a stone's throw from the village, our favourite of them all, 'Tiddle Widdle Island'.
Please believe me, we're not making this up; our Pearson's Canal Companion backs up the Lower Avon Navigation Trust's official handbook, in confirming it really is called Tiddle Widdle Island.
Such a great name merited a photo, so here we are cruising past Tiddle Widdle Island.
There was a sudden rush for the toilets - something to do with the sound of running water and a suggestive name perhaps?
We also observed that the people who live in Wyre Piddle can't be short of a bob or two as there are some rather stunning houses. We particularly liked the following as it had a thatched fox running along the top of the roof.
Sadly, buy the time I'd grabbled the camera we were too far past for a good photo (must have been Chelmer on the helm from the speed we were going!). Don't bother trying to look for us in the picture, in true 'Where's Bear' fashion as we weren't there, but have a go enlarging the picture to see if you can spot the rooftop fox.
Lots of love Eddie and crew xxx
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