On waking, the reflected light from the canal shimmers and makes dancing patterns on the cabin ceiling. In my head the words of a friend still echo: "Don't buy a Springer," she said. But I did.rnThe story of how I came to own and live on a boat on The Slough Arm of the Grand Union began on 1 January 2006 at Braunston. Before then I had no thought of even going on a narrowboat, let alone owning one.rnIt was while visiting a friend's house at Braunston that the idea first entered my head.
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