Having cruised round and round Oundle on the way out to Ely without ever visiting it, after the quick drive through yesterday we decided we really ought to visit it properly. A prompt departure from Fotheringhay saw us mooring up in the field near (whisper it gently) Waitrose for a wander into town and lunch before relocating once again to those nice moorings by Ashton Lock.

A pleasant market town, utterly dominated by the school and its students. Co-educational, they seem to have solved the “how short a skirt can I get away with wearing” issue by having all the ladies wear baggy pinstripe long trousers: a very distinctive look.

The weather was a bit dull, but a few piccies… somehow managing to miss any of the myriad students rushing from class to class.