Passing an old landmark

Now I can’t remember what prompted me to take to the river or who I was with.

I am guessing it will have been one of my sisters, and we may just have been filling in a few hours.

But I am glad I did, because back 39 years ago I took a lot of pictures from the boat which are all that is left of much of what we saw.

Location; the Thames

Picture; on the River, 1979 from the collection of Andrew Simpson

On the Thames in the summer of 1978

I have never lost my love of the river.

We never lived far from the Thames and of course trips to town took you either under it or more likely over it, and once we moved to Eltham there was always the ferry.

So this picture taken by my friend Jean in 1978 is quite special.

I am not sure exactly where she took it from, and over the years people have suggested a variety of locations.

Now I fully admit to be an old fashioned romantic but I do try and avoid the trap of nostalgia.

The river could be a grey, cold and at times dangerous place, both if you lived close by or made a living from working the ships, tending the barges or in the warehouses that stretched along its shoreline.

But that said Jean’s picture perfectly captures the place I remember and for that more than deserves to be here on the blog.

Location; The River

 Picture; from the collection of Jean Gammons