His Special Mug

I was a little concerned that he may have forgotten where I was this morning and started the engine with me still in the engine room. I needn't have worried, he was not about to turn down the opportunity for a good scowl and frown with his hands on his hips as he lets me out. He is of course milking it over yesterdays events.

He's been sitting there with a piece of dead cow draped over his eye, which by this morning was quite a peculiar colour after his little argument with the other Hoomun Boat Owner yesterday. It did give me a bit of a funny turn when I saw him with the dead cow on his face as I came back from my morning wee over the mooring ropes. After trying hard for a bit of sympathy for a cold he hasn't got, not brought on by his late evening dip in the water last night we got under way. He was not about to run aground for the third day running so he set a very purposeful course down the middle of the water and everyone else, if they knew what was good for them, had to navigate around the side of him. There were several little altercations with other boat Hoomuns who felt he was being a little too confrontational, but I knew him better. He hadn't got warmed up yet! He had bought a special unbreakable cup which apparently could keep a drink hot for hours from the shop beside the pub before we left this morning and he put it proudly, full of hot tea, on the shelf at the back of the boat beside the railings where the chimney thing had fallen. Well I was never very happy with the way he had wedged the chimney back in place with twigs after it got knocked over! When he came across someone who was a bigger bully then him and made him get over towards the side of the water he had to go under a low tree. This managed to dislodge the chimney which fell down again with a big thump just beside where I was snoozing. I jumped up (well who wouldn't?) and managed to knock the new special mug into the water. He thought about putting me in the engine room and thankfully chickened out and settled instead for grumbling and moaning loudly. For me, I felt the boat wasn't quite long enough but I still went and curled up right at the front of the sharp end. I think I may stay here for the duration today.