After the raging torrents of Monday, the river, though still a little murky, has returned to it’s normal ebb and flow and the riverside pathway into town is now passable, without the aid of wellies, so Darrell went for a little stroll to show you a little more of our immediate surroundings.
The fishing platform that we were all so fond of using in the summer (fishermen permitting) for romantic riverside picnics, and where Nigel likes to feed his beloved swans had just about reappeared, all be it a little soggy.
And, as if on cue, as soon as they saw him Nigel’s swans came charging over (if swans can charge) …….
……. bringing with them their baby, who we have seen grow so much over the past six months ……
….. to see if Darrell had got a little something for them, sadly on this occasion they were left disappointed.
…… but nothing half as romantic as signs for a weir, moorings, a lock and most fascinating of all, canoe portage! We are not really sure, what canoe portage actually is, as it’s on the other side of the river, but no doubt it’s mysteries will be revealed in the fullness of time.
Also across the river is Weir Meadow Park. In the summer it was always busy, especially at the weekend with caravaners and campers enjoying the rarefied air and beautiful views. It was tent pegs and barbeques akimbo, and in the evenings when we walked past, it twinkled magically by the light of myriad of television sets coming from said caravans and tents.As it was still a tad moist Darrell only went as far as the playground on his little saunter. The playground also became another favourite place for picnics and letting off some of Nigel’s natural steam …… There is still so much to show you, but to quote Louis Armstrong and one of the James Bond theme songs, “We have all the time in the world”