This is my lock-keeper; they are the people who run the river. They do not live in ergonomically towers in Bristol, they are dedicated people who always go the extra mile for people who live, work and play on the river.
This is the beauty of the river in winter- quiet and undisturbed
And here is the river as it is today, angry with the weight of many storms
When the clouds gather above Windsor Castle, the scene from our patio is almost apocalypic
Looking out of my front door, I see the river encroaching on the low lying island opposite. Muddy with the disturbance created upstream, this is a menacing river.
The flood gauge for me are the steps outside my house, right now we have a couple of steps to go before disaster strikes.
Here am I in my chest high raider- I need the hat to look a twat. This is my favourite place, where the Jubilee “relief” river empties into the Thames. Without this river we would be flood, with this river Datchet is flooded really badly. Should I be grateful of guilty?
This is the electricity station at Datchet- I hope they’ve turned the power off!
This is the sight below the lock at Romsey.
This is Mark Stanley’s boatyard where our little boat Minivet is floating!
Water is beautiful and scary. I love the Thames and wishing Ii was by its banks this morning. As it is – it’s off to work in Salford.