A trip to Windsor
Yesterday I was in Windsor and visited Bray, famous for the vicar! As I walked past a riverside restaurant there, the Waterside, an oldish preoccupied man walked towards me and briefly glanced up and said "Good afternoon" It was only after he had gone I realised it was one of the Roux brothers, famous as TV chefs, though whether Albert or Michel I have no idea! The restaurant was actually their much televised inn, and standing outside was a French doorman in a chauffeur type uniform and with a long dark ponytail protruding from the rear! I chatted briefly in French to him but hastily left before he discovered my limitations in that language!
I then sat on the riverbank for a time and enjoyed the serenity of it all punctuated by the raucous laughter of the local ducks!
I popped into Windsor later and had tea in the crooked tearooms, so named because they were built of unseasoned timber which subsequently warped and left the building with a distinct drunken ambience! It is situated in the main street in Windsor but alongside it is Queen Charlotte street, the shortest street in Britain at just over 50 feet.
I then decided to go through Windsor great park. What I hadn't realised is that it is only open for traffic to residents! So there I was gaily driving along taking pictures whilst steering with my knee when I heard the sound of a car horn. It was a park Warden! He asked me what I was doing and after I'd replied he told me I was breaking the law. He said that I should be locked up in the Tower of London! When I explained that I was disabled he relented and said " I could lose my job for doing this, but follow me up the long walk to the road." Now the long walk is the name of the drive that leads from a high point in the park right to the front door of Windsor castle! And no one drives up it unless they are Royalty or very closely connected! But I did!
Windsor from the air. I took this one one on my last trip over.