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Saturday, 14 May 2022

Back to the Bridge

Same place, same bridge, and almost the same outfit - not quite almost eight montha on.

Last time I was here I had just got a long floaty skirt. This time it's a different one, which I thought also deserved a first outing. 

I like this place. It's peaceful and quiet - or is at the moment, until they start building a huge football stadium right in the middle of it. And I do like this rickety old wooden bridge.

It started misty earlier in the morning, but had cleared up by the time I'd done a bottle bank run and a quick detour though Sainsburys where I tried on a pair of trainers (too tight for comfort, even in 8 - but see later). Sainsburys now seems to have a far more expansive cosmetics counter than I remember.
Then across to the the nature reserve and a slightly circuitous route to the canal bridge (OK, I got slightly lost and ended up going in a complete circle) and a walk back along the towpath.
In all it turned out I'd been out just shy of a couple of hours by the time I got back which is, shamefully, probably the longest I've walked in a over a fortnight.

This was new - the  'Jubilee Grove'. 
Not so sure about the poem though. It seems to be the sort of thing people write when they're tying to be deliberately poetic. But then, I'm a Modernist. What would I know?

The cows were new too, in a fenced off area to one side of the path, all wearing fetching yellow numbered earrings.  

A couple more views along the towpath on the way back. Almost nobody about at that time except a pair of ducks and couple of people steering a narrowboat under a bridge.

I've seen this pair of trainers in the charity shop for a few weeks now and so far  resisted, but this morning the allure of a pair of girly trainers in sparkly silver proved harder to resist, although I probably need to be careful that they don't shed glitter all over the carpet that could prove hard to explain. (Harder than why the closet is filled with skirts and dresses, none of which are in L's size?)

Time was..


  1. I somehow missed this post going up! What a lovely canal walk you have - it looks very tranquil. And a supermarket at the end of it? Even better!

    I love those trainers! Glad they had them in your size too, I bet they'll be nice for another walk! Great shot of you on the bridge too. I agree that the poem is a bit... it's trying a bit too hard to be clever.

    1. It is nice -when it's not muddy and there's a danger of slipping and ending up in the canal. I've only done the local bit, although it goes all the way down into Oxford if you have the time and stamina.
      I've not taken the new trainers out yet, though I did wear them for the rest of the day. You're partly to blame, you realise, after mentioning looking out for girly pink trainers in one of your recent posts.

  2. Blooming third party cookie nonsense... 🙂

    Those trainers are rather lovely aren't they? Hopefully easier to get about in and suitably more casual for summer.

    Lovely photos as well.

    1. The cookie nonsense is such that I can't even reply to a comment on my own blog unless I switch out of incognito mode. That's new. I don't know whether it's a new thing in Chrome or that they've now fixed a bug that previously allowed incognito tabs to see the same login. In which case, perhaps I should be more reassured than annoyed.
      The only trainers (plimsols really) I had up to now were white ones, which made me look like Minnie Mouse. Hopefully these will be better for walks when I next get an opportunity. Although this week we are both in isolation having proved positive after over two years of being ultra cautious almost to the point of paranoia. On the positive (!) side, it should give us a natural booster.

    2. I think it may be down to most browsers now blocking third party cookies as default. That and whatever Google is using to validate legitimate comments versus spam.

  3. Good to see you out and about in your old haunts. Love the trainers, H has 5 pairs all glittery and in different colours. As she has size 3 I can just about get my big toe in them! Shame..
    The wishbone ash takes me back. One of my first concerts was WA in the early 70s, It was in a cinema on Tottenham courts rd.
    A x