Keep on running

Despite having finished our locking and despite having promised ourselves an early finish, we still didn't manage to tie up until seven o'clock and then at a place we wouldn't have dreamed of picking at five o'clock.
It always seems to happen this way: for some reason we always hum and haw about mooring spots and think there'll be a better one round the next bend. There rarely is!
Maybe one day the penny will drop – but I doubt it.