Our cruise into Coventry was uneventful, but showed the not so nice side of where you can take your boat. It had the blackest stretch of water I have ever seen on a canal, our spirits - well mine- were lifted with the smell of the bakery wafting over to us.
Along the way we encountered, coconuts, so many we lost count, two large waste bins that looked like black icebergs from a distance, a bright pink armchair, a television - no remote control seen though, a matching pair of flip flops, and a matching pair of shoes half a mile apart, many footballs, and a rocking horse, not to mention far too many plastic and glass bottles, drinks cans and rubbish bags, with the odd wooden pallet thrown in (literally) for good measure.
The not so nice:
|Some of the many cans, balls and bottles|
|One of the many coconuts, sadly they'll never take route on an idyllic island setting|
|Once loved and cherished|
|Pull up a chair and watch....|
|A new art installation?|