Reigate Hill - The Urban Cafe

Tuesday 10  June

The Southern Hemisphere Offering

Walkers:  Windy and Clat:
Distance:  3 miles
Find of the Walk: (not photographed) but a toy butterfly in a tree.

Farty. T.B. and Mrs P are 'doing' London, and, hopefully, a blog will emerge from the Northern Hemisphere later.  8 Legs have more goings-on, going on, Lil is on a snowmobile , round a glacier in Banff, and Sally is probably at work.  She has a double bunyun op. (i know the sp. is wrong), in September, and is having through the  keyhole surgery - Lloyd Grossman is performing.


Wonderful, gorgeous weather.  The sun shining brightly, clear blue skies, and enough breeze to keep the heat off, and the cold, too.

As we are not up to speed or fitness, we started our walk with a coffee!  A very enjoyable vista, over the Reigate suburbs and beyond, with a litre of liquid between us, and George Clooney by our side.  The place was very busy, and the cafe was doing a roaring trade, but, due to a roaring tradewind down one side, they could only open half the hatches.

The liquid quickly worked its way through , so a pit -stop ensued, before we set off in our light-weight walking sandals, and gear, accompanied by Tom  Cruise and all manner of gorgeous hunks - or was it the sunglasses playing tricks on us?

We ambled along at a gentle speed, and noting the lush greenery, dog roses, and other blooms, we came to the observatory/obelisk thing, which tells you where Worthing and Leith Hill are, all decorated with someone's melted ice cream - ah the charms and delights of the local wildlife.  Talking of which, the Belted Galloways, are still here, crunching and munching on their pastures, (humans, on their pastries) with big, shiny wet noses , and their hair ruffling in the breeze.  A group of anoraks was also there, most put-out, cos they couldn't fly their model aeroplanes - if you look up, sirs, you can see the real things crossing the skies on the horizon, but where is that missing 777?- still missing.

A veritable field-day out here - picnics, groups of walkers, and school kids, gangs of dogs, and the odd cyclist or two.  We headed for the far gate, and turned round, as a fellow walker told us it was a definite 3 mile round trip - excellent.   Once returned, and considering the weather was SO lovely, we dined at the cafe - really good cheese/tomato toasties. We sat in deckchairs admiring the view, and George gave us a bottle of champagne to help complete the picture.

We chatted about the D day landings memorial progs from last week, and declared the Queen incredibly fit and able. The Oldies left alive, certainly went through hell and high water, in the war, and so young too - and so modest. 

Now it's the tennis and more tennis, season, football in Rio, and the hosses at Ascot - it's a wonder we can get outside, but get out we will, and we;ve told George too.

Keep using the sun cream and love to all. xxxxxxx