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On
bank holiday Monday we headed back to the Shepperton
ferry, this time to meet up with Liz, a friend from
my time at Keele University. We had renewed our friendship
when we both lived in Putney in 1993. We met our husbands
at about the same time and married within a month
of each other in 1995. Liz and Chris fitted in two
girls before we had James, and then I had Matthew
a few months before their son Dominic was born. At
around the same time we were both overtaken by busy
lives, so this was the first time we had met up for
about 5 years.
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children got to know each other (under the supervision
of Liz's husband Chris and me) whilst Liz and Malcolm
re-organised cars to ensure we only needed to walk one-way.
James and Matthew did their best to get their feet wet
feeding the ducks. Claire was a little camera shy, but
here are Dominic, James, Matthew
and Maddie waiting for the ferry. |
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Once
we were all assembled the children rang the bell and
the Nauticalia ferry boat collected us. The children
asked where we were going - I think they were expected
a trip along the river. Instead we were speedily deposited
on the opposite bank for our journey to Chertsey Bridge.
Allowing for the speed at which
children walk (and the frequency with which Matthew
stops to look at sticks) we had planned a short
walk of about 3 miles, taking us just beyond Chertsey
Bridge, to Laleham. |
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Fortunately
there was a good supply of wildlife to entertain the
children. Even the adults were entranced by some particularly
cute goslings, and the cows at Dumsey Meadow led us
all on a detour.
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This
was the first walk my boys had joined me on, but I
saw little of them as Malcolm was left marshalling
James and Matthew at the back of the group, whilst
Liz and I caught up on 5 years of news.
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We
were fascinated by the size of some of the large houses
and gardens along the path, and intrigued as to what
life in the many houseboats would be like in the winter.
One houseboat had kindly left a glittering display of
mobiles in the tree, with an invitation to play which
the boys readily accepted. |
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James
and Dominic got on particularly well (helped by James'
fascination with Dom's Tamagotchi). For lunch at the
Kingfisher, Chertsey Bridge, we put the children together
on one table, so we could enjoy some uninterrupted
adult converstation.
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Liz
had chosen an excellent place to end the walk. Despite
a few complaints of boredom and tiredness from one or
two of the children, their exhaustion disappeared at
the sight of the play area, and for over an hour they
climbed, slid, swung and pushed on the amusements whilst
cars were re-arranged for their convenience (this time
by Malcolm and Chris). The children were rewarded with
treats from the ice-cream van before a final photograph,
a promise not to leave it another five years, and the
journey home. |
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