Today I walked down the river instead of . Off along the tow-paths to Sonning Lock. The river and banks were packed, boats and swimmers and people and dogs strolling along the paths everywhere. A pause for an ice cream in the tea gardens at Sonning, and on downstream to Shiplake.
I called my uncle Joe from the pub, then spent the evening with Joe and Paddy, sitting around in their garden — a great summer evening.