Walkers: Farty, TB and Mrs P - the northern hemisphere urbanites! The southern hemisphere rurals aka Miss Windy Nohills and Clat were doing a gentler Reigate Hill walk.
Distance: 8 1/2 miles
Time taken: Most of the day due to leisurely stops for lunch and ice cream in the park!
Find of the walk: Freddie's school bag
Mrs P arrived on the Uckfield Express - which this time was actually running - bang on time at East Croydon to be met on the platform by a very welcoming welcome committee in the form of Farty and TB. We quickly made our way to Norwood Junction where we caught the Overground to Penge West - a total journey of 15 mins, so we started our walk by 10.45. Today Farty had planned a 'lollipop' walk.
Mrs P, yours truly, tried once again to contain her provincial excitement about all
things 'London' and 'Urban' - and failed miserably! We headed straight into Crystal Palace Park which was looking quite beautiful in the glorious sunshine. We stopped to look a the ship's bell from WW1 and to have our photos taken by the Sphinx.
Onward to Sydenham Hill with its lovely houses and stunning views over London. (Sydenham Hill is one of the highest spots in London.) We caught glimpses of the Shard and the Wembley Arch as the visibility today was excellent.
Then into Dulwich Woods where we could well have been in the middle of deepest Sussex as it was so quiet - well, apart from the odd aircraft overhead which I suppose is just like Sussex too! Onward past the manicured greens of Dulwich and Sydenham Hill Golf Course, arriving at Dulwich itself.
We stopped at the gate house to the Dulwich private estate, took pictures and had a chat with the friendly gateman who agreed with TB that it was the only paying toll in London apart from that other small one over at Dartford! Bet the houses were exceptionally posh in the estate but we moved on as Dulwich Village and Gail's Bakery were calling.
We passed Dulwich College - a beautiful building where Mon informed us Shackleton's boat from the Antarctic is on display, Shackleton being one of Dulwich's old boys. Usually out of bounds to the public, she was able to see it on one of the college's infrequent open days. An extremely polite young man (no, not George Clooney, he was busy at Reigate Hill!) entered the college as we took pictures (it is exam week) - clearly all that money and history buys not just an expensive education but excellent manners and diction! We know our place ..... so carried on towards the bakery, finding Freddie's bag along the way. Having checked for phone numbers (not a chance, just his reading record) we hung it on the railings for him, or more like his Mum, hopefully to find it later.
Dulwich Village is very pretty and was full of yummy mummies having coffees/lunch sitting in the sunshine. We dived straight into the bakery and came out with bags stuffed full of their lovely offerings which of course meant we were then starving hungry and in need of lunch ourselves! We turned back into the park to head for the pub.
The park was full of all the remaining yummies and their tiny offspring - talking of which we kept stopping to ooo and ahhh and the wildlife and their tiny offspring! Amazing wildlife everywhere (no, not the human kind, this is Dulwich after all) - some cute goslings with very proud mum and dad, baby coots who were quite adorable as they tried to climb back onto their nest having dipped their toes in the water, ducks and cygnets. Later on in the day we also saw a magnificent heron, some grebes (very impressively identified by Farty) .......... and the ubiquitous rat scurrying across the path towards the water. Hopefully not after our gorgeous fluffy babies ........
So, through Sydenham Woods and to the pub - Dulwich Wood House.
A super pub, friendly staff and loads of tables outside in the shade to chose from. So lovely to have pubs that serve food all day - and the food was excellent too.
Fish and Chips all round! Not quite the size of Cornwall but not far off!
It was almost too comfortable sitting in the sun so we moved on before we felt the call of a bucket of wine .... back through Sydenham Woods, passing John Logie Baird's house on the way. Mon took us to see the disused railway tunnel that used to go to Crystal Palace which has now been boarded up but is a major bat nesting site. We walked through the park in a different direction, stopping to look at the wonderfully restored Crystal Palace station and on to the
dinosaur lake - yes, really - complete with all manner of dinosaurs and I don't mean cabin crew from our era! A young dad walked past with his 2 toddlers, one of whom was demanding ice cream - that was it, Mon and I turned all toddlerish on TB and demanded to be taken to the cafe too! So we ended up in the park cafe with our yummy double scoops enjoying the late afternoon sunshine, getting more and more chilled (sorry!), feeling that we could quite happily have moved on a pub for the rest of the afternoon/evening.
However, the clarion call of the Uckfield Express beckoned so reluctantly we walked back towards Penge West and East Croydon. Farewells bid all round - it had been a really lovely day with so much variety: parks, woods, views, lovely houses and gardens, wildlife, history - and of course, great company.
I'm off down south again for the next 4-5 weeks, so Farty & TB will be continuing their urban walks but I'm sure there will be some liaising going on so hopefully we can all meet up again very soon.
See you soon! xx
Green grows the city, 0
Trespassers will be welcomed into 200 of London's green spaces, many
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