Yesterday (Saturday) started with an early-morning trip to Chingford. Although we have cancelled our holiday for the reasons given here, we still decided to take Freya to our friends at Cat Vacation where she spends holiday periods. This is because we might have to dash down to Margate at short notice and even spend some time there.
Returning Londonwards, I met Tigger at Liverpool Station where she had already bought train tickets for today’s expedition. It took two trains to get there but we eventually reached our destination: Burnham-on-Crouch. About the first thing we did was to have lunch in the Cabin Dairy Tea Rooms. (You may have noticed our proclivity for visiting tea rooms.) This one seems a favourite with bikers, for some reason.
We didn’t stay in Burnham very long because the plan was to buy day rover tickets on the buses and travel around. I did, however, photograph this rather nice clock tower while waiting for the bus.
I should perhaps explain that Burnham and the other towns we wanted to visit are in that part of Essex known as the Dengie Peninsula. It is a pretty region with small quaint towns set among green farmland but always within reach of water, bother the rivers and the sea.
Tigger worked out that for the next part of our journey, we needed to change buses at Cold Norton. I asked our rather taciturn bus driver to put us off there and got a brief nod in answer. This is where he dropped us: in front of the Norton pub on the outskirts of the village. I am not sure whether Cold Norton has what you might call a centre but if it does, we never encountered it.
Realizing we had an hour to wait for our connection, we decided to walk the two miles to Purley where we could pick up a bus at the Post Office. After a long hot walk along a country road we reached Purley, as shown by the photo. There is a Post Office, too, but it was closed.
The bus at last came and we continued our journey, reaching Maldon. I like Maldon: it is a very pleasant little town with a lot of attractive features. This is a local swashbuckling hero – the Earl of Brithnoth – stuck on the side of the church. He led his Saxons in a battle to repulse the Vikings and lost. A typical English hero. Here are some more views of Maldon, not necessarily touristy ones but things that caught my eye.
We again took a bus, this time to Southminster. We had been here before but didn’t tarry on this trip as our purpose was to catch the train to Shenfield where we picked up a connection for Liverpool Street. All that remained was to catch the familiar bus home to Islington.
We are now officially on holiday until May 5th, but there is a possibility that Tigger will undertake a courier run this Monday. (There’s dedication for you! Nothing to do with the fact we enjoy gadding about all over England, of course!) If it happens, I will report it here.