The bare brick wall is distant from the beige wall by at least 3 window lengths.
And some very attractive concrete amidst the Georgian riverside splendour
Also the place that Pocahontas departed from before she died at the tragically young age of 22
I took the train to Rainham (Kent) and walked back to Gillingham along the Medway coast opposite the Isle of Grain. It's flat, it's grey, it's wet, there's a power station (which looms out of the mist). I am sure it is lovely on a sunny day, but just not on my day. I visited Horrid Hill, which isn't a hill, nor horrid, just damp and grey. Surprising numbers of people about, on the sort of day where your trousers get wet from the shoes up and the thigh down.
In Gillingham, I passed 5 pubs before I managed to enter one that wasn't boarded up or just shut at lunch time. Not all of the South East is that affluent honeypot where the fatcats live.I bought a Pork Farms Giant Cheese and Onion Roll from a corner shop, which was Giant only in it's vast empty spaces. I recommend it not.
Later in Rochester, joined at the hip to Chatham and Gillingham, and a short ride on the train, I perused the High Street which has no chain stores at all except Oxfam. Great views of the castle and cathedral from across Rochester bridge (opened by a Lady Darnley in 1914) even in the rain. Rochester was a merciful relief from the wind and rain and mist
While I was doing this, M and her chums were completing a Shootlondon challenge around the Tate Modern, and won a prize. Will paste a link when it is up
2 comments:
I went to Gravesend once. Never again. Far too eerie, even on a sunny day.
Glad you topped my caching score at long last. Does that mean you'll stop taunting me by email where say things like 'right behind you, big boy'? I doubt it. :p
You managed to visit nearly all of the nastiest parts of Kent (apart from Rochester). You should have topped it off by visiting the Isle of Sheppey and parts of Thanet.
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