Three Men in a Boat

The Three Horseshoes, Benson

Stocked up with groceries. Headed off disappointed with our feckless progress during the morning. Pushed on with renewed vigour for several feet.
Mused about the possibility of going to The Plough at Long Wittenham in memoriam of TMIAB 2000 but stopped instead at the Barley Mow; misled by the guide book we believed it to be riverside but in fact it is some way up a side road. A much-extended fourteenth century cruck truss building, it sported several good beers, most of them off. Soundly fleeced for a small pot of olives, we debated how far we could get without a sleep.
Eschewing rest, we pushed on, saw a kingfisher and a white bird that looked like an albino heron.
Turned up in Benson just too late to collect our oars from the lock keeper. Cooked pasta and retired to the Three Horseshoes for beer.