Two Johns, Margaret, Robert, David, Stuart, and Noel left Uxbridge with bad weather pending. At Vermulen’s café we met up with John H. After a Portuguese coffee and a pastéis de nata we headed for HMP Bronzefield via a new route at the rear of King George IV reservoir. At the prison JW handed out mintcake a gave a brief talk about the prison. Expecting many probing questions only to be quizzed upon the means of accommodating gender-neutral inmates and when we were setting off again. Disappointed the leader headed for the river with dark clouds were looming. At the Bells we were warmly welcomed however Noel was last to be served possibly due to his unfamiliar and brusque NZ manner.
It was now raining, and Margaret insisted we headed home on the most quickest and direct route we believe this was due to the potential of an early lockdown at her retirement home. Retracing our steps and ignoring the tea stop we all arrived home only a bit soaked.
Bad Observation of the day. Stuart pointed out to everyone a cormorant resting in the trees on the lake side. It was not, this was a black bin bag. An easy novice Twitcher’s gaff.
Unexpected Guest; A Winston Churchill Lookie-likey.
|Starts in:||London, England, GB|
|Elevation:||+569 / -568 ft|