Hold back the wind, hold back the rain

Windsor1With an under the weather Husband firmly embedded on the sofa and the weather promising to be bright, I decided to drag Tim out of London to Windsor at the weekend.  I met him at the station, and gave him a quick tour of the town centre, grabbing a coffee from my Mum and my favourite Costa.

I had a vague notion of wanting to cross over into Eton and walk down the Thames, and as Tim didn’t mind, that’s what we did.  We cut across the Brocas meadow to get to the Thames path and walked for a couple of miles to Boveney Lock talking all kinds of things.  There is nothing better than our rambly conversations.

Once we got to the lock, we had a look at the map and whilst it was tempting to continue all the way to Greenwich, we decided to turn back.  I had told Tim that the view from the Brocas was supposed to be amazing and on the way out, I couldn’t really see what the fuss was about.  The way back was quite different.

Windsor2Castle!

My car park ticket was running out, so we jumped in the car and drove over to the fancy-pants Windsor farm shop where Tim proceeded to bleed over a flagon of the Queen’s cider.  Then, a quick visit to Windsor Great Park just in case there were some deer about.

There were.  Hundreds.

Windsor4 I never see deer at the Great Park!

Windsor3With the sun setting, we went back into Eton and had another coffee out by the Thames whilst continuing our nonsense chatting.  We ruminated on the terrible parenting that we were witnessing outside a neighbouring restaurant and before we knew it, it was time to walk him back to the station.

Windsor5I do love a random weekend walk.

I’m the Queen, I’ll live forever, I’ll never die, I’ll live to a million

Windsor Castle I spent a lovely couple of hours with my Mum today, wandering in and out the shops in Windsor.  It’s an odd place for me, as I grew up in Berkshire so Windsor was just another town for us to shop in.  I love getting to the top of Peascod Street, one of the main shopping streets, and going “Oh yeah, there’s Windsor flipping Castle!”  Tourist cameras snapping away, people clambering on the open top tour buses – all the while, my Mum and I are buying shampoo and cotton buds in Boots.  It feels even more surreal when the Queen is in, but she must have been busy elsewhere today as her flag was down.

Railway stationI didn’t buy anything on this trip, and was happy just to watch the world go by as my Mum searched for that elusive perfect summer dress.

ConcorseWe always pay a visit to The Concourse – we love grabbing a coffee from the Costa in the noisy hubbub of the Victorian railway station.  One of these days, I’m actually going to get something from Patisserie Valerie though – we always walk passed with mouths watering but never think to stop.

Station Parade And it was such a lovely sunny day as well.  It was a fun way to get my vitamin D!