And so it came to pass that we needed a Pump Out. For those not familiar with this operation it entails the holding tank containing the human waste accumulated from the water closets being emptied. It is therefore one of the few occasions upon which you are willing to pay someone to take the piss.
So we pull in to Venetian Marina and ask the man for a pump out. He says it can't be done as our pump out point is on the canal side of the boat and his pipe won't reach that far. Fairy Nuff. We backs the boat out, winds it in the marina and backs it into the same place but this time with our pump out point alongside the wharf. Man proceeds with pump out but from the look of the length of his pipe we think man lie, pipe would have reached but he didn't want to stand on the gunwale and risk getting his mighty arse twatted by a passing narrowboat.
Anyroadup, pump out complete and the girls sated by the retail therapy offered by Kate's Canal Shop, it was one more wind to get us back facing the direction we'd started off in and then wending our merry way towards Nantwich and dinner.
The more classically minded amongst you will know that the Latin name for the common thrush is turdus turdus, which may well be why in Nantwich Rhyming Slang a pump out is know as sucking the thrush.
