This evening I thought I'd share a taste of the human lives I pass by on my many, many walks
I see some great barges on my walks along the canal. The ones that are peoples' permanent homes become a wonderful canvas for individual expression and the types who would opt for that lifestyle are an interesting and diverse bunch, from ageing hippies and dropouts, to retirees who wear a skipper's hat and I bet insist their long-sufferings wives call "Cap'n" when they bring them something from the "galley", to tech obsessives who run large screen TVs powered by solar panels and connected to the world via satellite dishes, tall CB radio aerials and classy neon lighting, to political statements with Palestine flags flying and rainbow themed gay couples living the dream, to creative artists selling their wares on the towpath, to luddites sitting in the gloom at night reading from their compact libraries, by the light of an oil lamp you can smell in the air, long before you spot their boat, to hoarders with barely space to scratch, to gardeners who turn the roofs into colourful beds of flowers, to people running their off-the-books cafe..and more than one witch
One such barge I pass often and quite close to home.. an eclectic collector with a childish innocence