OK, I will disclose my experience at said lock: I was on Canal Street and wanted to board Jannock. Access? What access? I was offered a leg over by a lovely couple of gentlemen, a true couple, who were anxious to help. We decided that it was probably a physical impossibility, what with me being short, fat and creaky of knee. That was shortly before the police arrived to interview me in the presence of the local meths drinking club at the top lock. Ahhh, happy days.
Megapixie. Nb smalltowngirl [Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
