We walked a fifteen mile route between Marlow and Henley without crossing a drop of running water; a dried up stream in the Hambleden valley (Vicar of Dibley territory) and one or two spots of squidgy mud in the woods. The only body of water was a moat around a very expensive looking farmhouse done up by an Iranian family complete with its own mosque.
Red kites, re-introduced from Spain (why not Wales?), dominate the sky for miles around Marlow. A green woodpecker flew across a field – not seen one of those for a few years.
|French troops at Greenwich|
Another outing, to Oxford, was an eye opener as we strolled around university colleges with their immaculate gardens. A short walk from Keble and into the Natural History Museum complete with a display of the Red Lady of Paviland. From there into the adjoining Pitt Rivers Museum with a most bizarre collection of glass enclosed exhibits including the finer points of how to make shrunken heads.
The cultural day was rounded off with a Wycombe Wanderers home match against Oldham. I’d forgotten just how bigoted football fans can be and the joys of a live game with a mug of steaming Bovril. Even better with red kites swooping behind the stadium.