What's in a name?

When I first bought my small narrowboat, in November 2006, I never imagined I would be living on it alone. Without a man to do all the practical tasks, especially the ones that require sheer brute force.
However, circumstances have led me to this now 'lone' journey. So here I am, enjoying almost every minute of this, sometimes extremely challenging lifestyle.

'Argy Bargy', the name chosen by the original owners, was, I planned, to be quickly changed to 'Tillie Baker's Study.'
The place where I would be inspired to write my first book, take amazing photographs and become a renowned psychotherapist.
The name remains Argy Bargy, as boating superstition requires that a boat has to come out of the water to be renamed, otherwise - well I never did find out what might happen in that case.
However, the name causes a lot of amusement when holiday boaters sail past and it does now seem quite fitting for what has turned out to be, a wilful, naughty schoolboy of a boat.
As a proud new owner, I sailed away with confidence from Whilton Marina, unaware how quickly I was to find out just how wilful...