...when you can walk IN the River Thames?
Today's History Walk began very comfortably at St Elizabeth's church, Richmond, warmly welcomed by the excellent parish priest Fr Stephen Langridge, we then walked - properly spaced, obeying all the corona-rules - down into the town and across the Green, with me explaining about how the town got its name, and about Henry VII and the Old Palace, and more...
And then we turned Old Palace Lane and headed for the river. It was seeping up across the bank, with tiny rivulets making their way across the towpath. But I led the way as we strode out towards the boatyards and then the fields and Ham...
But we had hardly gone a few yards before the rivulets became a serious puddle...and people ahead of us urged us to turn back...and attempts to go further were clearly absurd and had to be abandoned - and as we turned the towpath was impossible as it had become part of the river .... Only by squelching and scrambling scrambling right up against the garden wall of Asgill House were we able to regain Old Palace Lane, and by then we were wading up to our knees in the Thames...
Everyone remained in good spirits - in fact one member of the party was laughing so much he could barely speak, and another lined us up as I was pouring water out of my boots, and photographed us...
I've promised to check the tide-tables before any other Richmond Walk.
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