When we started canal boating Starwoman refused to drive at all, saying she was too nervous. After a while she was persuaded to take the boat into narrow locks, then into wide ones, to moor it and now she has taken the helm through her first tunnel - the 2000 yards of Braunston.
I see redundancy beckoning!
As I slog through the heavyweight Buckby locks I watch her practising her reversing skills. Before long doubtless I'll spot her reading the Petter engine workshop manual!
She'll hand me the Brasso and the dustpan & brush and ceremonially don my captain's hat!
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