Sunny, blue skies and 16c. That’s 60f. In November. In London. That’s summer weather! So we took advantage of the beautiful outdoors and did what normal people do.
We went furniture shopping.
Now that we have a flat all sorted out (more on that will come with the alternate storyline) we have to fill it with furniture. This is more difficult than it sounds due to nothing being in stock or being manufactured in this country. Generally it takes 10-14 weeks to have a sofa made and shipped, likely from China. Or a bed frame. Can’t fault companies for not wanting to over-produce. But really. Just give me a freaking sofa, already.
So we went to Richmond, a beautiful village just a few minutes down the road in zone 4, right at the end of the District Line. One of our first “dates” was a long walk from South Ealing, across Gunnersbury Park, down and over Kew Bridge and along the river to Richmond. We loved it so much, we lived in Richmond for 2.5 years and it’s lovely. Here, I’ll show you why:
Terraced Georgian Houses on Richmond Green and the amazing House of Chocolate.
A particularly foggy day on Richmond Hill. This promenade boasts one of the most picturesque photo ops of the Thames below, a photograph I have yet to successfully shoot.
A pano of Richmond Hill from the river footpath below. Somewhere up there lives a Rolling Stone. Brad and Angelina have made Richmond their home. Wouldn’t you?
I mean really, isn’t it just lovely? Enough of the past, back to the present. After popping into a couple shops, we made our way down to the river in search of lunch.
This is just one of the beautiful cobbled roads that lead down to the river.
And the Watermans Arms (That’s correct. No apostrophes here.) is just one of the many pubs. This one serves Thai as well as British food and is a Young’s pub. That means it is run by the Young’s Brewery and sells/serves pretty much whatever Young’s allows them to. Young’s is a local, south of the river brewery. North of the river on this side of town you find a lot of Fuller’s pubs.
Anyway, I am a big fan of Young’s. And not just because they use an apostrophe. There is not nearly enough of that here, frankly.
Another Young’s pub, just a few steps down the cobbled road to the riverside, is the famous White Cross. It’s famous because of this:
See this lovely river? That’s the Thames. And this is low tide, a chance for people to wander down the banks, feed the birds, do a bit of metal hunting with their fancy detectors. You know, that sort of thing.
Or perhaps a bit of barge spotting. We think this one is a Dutch barge. Wonder what those two down there think…
See how close the pub is to the river?
And see all those bikes attached to the rail? Well, when high tide comes, it’s likely you’ll see this from the wonderful beer garden of the White Cross:
No photos from me of the daily high tide this time around, I’m afraid, as we were not wearing our wellies and our best photographic equipment is on a boat somewhere in the Atlantic.
We decided to go to another pub down by the bridge. Because sometimes even this gets flooded:
And it can be pretty smelly. Sorry, Thames, it’s true.
So we grabbed a high and dry bite to eat at the Pitcher and Piano. Sitting outside in the beer garden under a heat lamp, it could have been LA with how beautiful the weather was:
Perhaps with just a few more clouds.
Our Richmond furniture hunt may not have been a success, however our Richmond relaxing Saturday afternoon of fun was a success. I’ll drink a bit of Malbec to that!
(See look — short sleeved shirt on that girl! Oh how long could this last? Well, today it’s very cold and foggy out there so apparently only 2 days.)
Coming soon, a walking tour of Strand On The Green, the area where we are staying at present. Yes, there is actually a place called Strand on the Green. Take that, Richmond upon Thames!