A few people have been asking what’s been happening with Nigel’s beloved bridge renovations ……..
…… well, everyone packed up left just before Christmas without fanfare or ceremony, the first we knew was when we saw that the barricades had come down and the air was rendered almost silent, save for birds singing …….
…… and the swans feeling that it was safe enough to return to their usual No. 1 snack stop. Naturally Nigel felt very lost for a day or two …….
…… and then obviously anxious to see what had been done, but with the river side path reduced to quagmire following our recent slight flooding (with water reaching to the top of our bottom step leading down from The Towers) there was no way Darrell was going to allow a single smudge of mud to sully his precious wooden floors ……..
…….. so Nigel had to bide his time until he couldn’t wait any longer and I told him to sneak down for a quick peak while Darrell was out shopping for essentials and to hide his boots under a bush when he came back.
According to Nigel it all looks pretty OK.
We’ve got a sturdy new fence and pathway, and the fisherman have gained two new posh fishing platforms.
Nigel has already mooted the idea that when our wild water swimmers return when the weather is a little more clement, that they might even be able use said platforms as a launch pad diving board.
He also noticed that one platform has a gate leading to it that has been padlocked, which seemed a tad over the top, considering that you can very easily get to it by walking across what Nigel is now calling “the beach” ………
….. an area that has been widened and flattened along side the river. To be honest it doesn’t look very beach like to me, but Nigel reckons that once everything start to green up again in the spring it will look much improved and be quite a pleasant spot for a picnic, skimming stones and even getting the crabbing nets out for Iris and Bertie.
I guess the real test for all of the work will be when we next get, but hopefully not for a very long time, any major flooding to see if the island in the middle of the bridge stands up against the full force of the water.
……. but until then our new, improved public footpath and all those who walk upon her has been unofficially declared open by the little fella in the absence of any Evesham dignitaries of an important type nature, with the robust shaking up and liberal squirting of an already opened bottle of apple and blackcurrant Fruit Shoot left over from an I & B sleepover ………. what is he like?
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Maybe, as part of their arts and crafts lessons, I & B could make a mayoral-type insignia, for Nigel to wear. They could make the whole regalia, for the little fella.
He could open other things, local, too. Shops? Doors? Spaces?
In the olden days, milk-bottle tops would have been used, but they went out with Nelson's eye.
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