I’m off on a short trip on the Grand Union canal with Rocco.

The initial weather was foul, cold, wet and horrible.

Rocco was OK on the boat, but after a few hours, seemed to want a wee, so we lept off at a bridge and followed the boat for a while.

Later on, the rain passed and amazingly, the sun came out.

We’ve now moored up for the night, and used the excuse of a dog walk to find a local pub with good beer and a log fire.