YELVERTOFT: whispertoft Boaters “doing” the Leicester Arm of the Grand Union will find themselves passing Yelvertoft and that is exactly what they should do pass. Should you be short of provisions stock up at Crick. Yelvertoft boasts, if that is the word, a General Store and Post Office where I'm sure it's possible to buy a stamp but as for general stores the shelves are definitely lacking… ME: do you have any sausages? POSTMASTER: they're in that cabinet               (pointing)   next to the bacon? ME: no. POSTMASTER: then I haven't got any. There is a butcher about two hundred yards from the Post Office and General Store but he wasn't open on Monday or Tuesday when I visited. ME: when is the butcher open?  POSTMASTER: oh he's more of a deli these days, I think he may be open Thursday…and Friday. POSTMISTRESS: No...I'm not sure about that. So wait at the bus stop for a bus to Rugby, or Northampton. There on the timetable at the bus stop, the bus No. 96 is due at 09.25. At 09.35 we ask a friendly passer-by if she knows any thing about buses in Yelvertoft.   “Oh they stopped running through here about two years ago.” Why does it not occur to anybody to put a notice to that effect at the bus stop(s)? There is a telephone no. to call about buses at the rate of 12p per minute “on top of your mobile charges, I'm sorry all of our agents are busy.” But there is one feature of Yelvertoft that has been faithfully serving the inhabitants since 1792 day in day out whenever the sun shines, the Village..er..clock. I wanted to ask the village council what the arrangements were for  adjusting to and from Summertime but there was nobody available to speak to me... Note to Boaters, if its provisions you’re after… Stick with Crick!