Computer sorted!

Tuesday Paul went off to Kent to his friends funeral and I went into Daventry to have my hair done and leave the lap top in the repairers for them to have a look to see why the thing was getting slower and slower. This is the first time that Paul has left me on my own overnight since we bought the boat, I was given strict instructions on every conceivable thing from starting and stopping the engine to turning the solar panel in the right direction. But hey ho I managed and when he came back Wednesday morning with Steve and Angelique the boat was still afloat and I hadn't blown anything else up.
After a quick cuppa we all jumped in the car so we could get the "heavy" shopping you know what I mean the bottles and the cans. Paul went to the computer shop and oh what a surprise the guy hadn't even looked at it, so that put Paul in a foul temper, I was given very short shrift because I hadn't put any chocolate in the trolley(or so he thought) so off he trots and came back with a vast selection of everything HE liked did I care of course not us girls had already picked a few tasty bars of chocolate that WE liked.
After lunch as it was such a lovely day we all sat on the towpath, this time it was Steve dangling his rod. Angelique had her legs hanging over the edge near to the water and Paul had got his old fishing rod concealed it under the armco then proceeded to tickle the bottom of her feet with the end of the fishing rod making her jump. Paul told her to keep her feet out of the water because you get snakes swimming along the shoreline, as usual Angelique didn't believe him and thought he was pulling her leg. About 10 minutes later believe it or not an adder about a metre long swam along the armco past Ang's feet Paul pointed it out to her which made her more than surprised and going into panic mode, was that a coincidence or what, at least she knew we weren't pulling her leg. It proceeded over to the other side of the canal and on its way. Around 4 the boys went back into Daventry to get the laptop needless to say Paul was all fired up to have a big row but it had been looked at and a few things done so hopefully it is all sorted now. It does appear a lot faster so fingers crossed, also Steve showed me a programme that cleans out all the internet sites you have looked at and not revisited so that has also cleaned out a lot of junk.
The last time they were with us we had moored at Hillmorton and tried the Indian restaurant near to the rail bridge and the food was lovely, so Ang wanted to go again and as they had the car we decided to have an evening out. So there we all were scrubbed up nice with half decent gear on sat in the car while Steve tried to set up his Sat nav to take us to Hillmorton from Braunston, while at home he had checked the internet and knew we were about 6 miles away. Anyway after about 10 minutes of trying to get the thing to accept the address of the Indian we gave up and set off, with Paul and I saying "its okay we know the way we have been there on the bus". With hind sight that wasn't the best thing to say as buses don't go the most direct route so when we were on the dual carriage way heading towards Leamington Spa we knew we had gone wrong somewhere, of course it was my fault because I had said follow the signs for Rugby. So after finally being able to turn round we pulled into a garage got out the trusty Satnav which this time decided it would accept Hillmorton and we were finally on our way heading back in the direction we had come. Noticed where we had gone wrong first time around and eventually got to the Indian. Once again the food was excellent and the service first class, being a Wednesday it wasn't busy just a few tables occupied and on leaving all the ladies were presented with red rose which was a very nice touch I was impressed as I don't often get given flowers especially roses. (Paul please note!!!).
This morning in this awful wind we set off for the South Oxford needless to say we hadn't gone too far when the heavens opened Paul and I donned our wetties Steve and Ang hot foot it below are they wimps. Just what kind of friends are they I ask myself them in the dry, us soaking wet. Luckily it soon cleared up so Steve and I were able to do the locks in better weather although the wind was a problem for Paul, for once we were the only ones going up and at every lock there were about 6 boats waiting to come down most of which were hire boats heading back to their respective marinas. Once through the top lock at Marston Doles we decided to look for a nice spot for the night and finally found one not too far from the lock, we are on pins and it is a bit hairy with the wind really blowing a gale at times but it is quiet, good tv and a fairly reasonably internet signal.
While at Braunston a couple took the satellite stuff, we now have decided to get rid of the bikes and the rack so if there is any one out there who wants a ladies and a gents bike both of which have racks and panniers on also the bike rack which fits on the boat let us know. Unfortunately these aren't a frebbie we need to re-coup some of the money they cost us. Tomorrow we are heading for Fenny Compton please don't let it rain.