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Isle of Dogs Mudlarking   1 comment

I took a day off to go mudlarking but on the day my heart really wasn’t in it.  Perhaps the hangover had something to do with it.

Nevertheless, it is always a pleasure to walk the Thames foreshore between tides.

 

This stretch, near Sir John McDougall Gardens, was littered with bricks…and, for some reason many, many tampon applicators.  This Southwater brick was probably part of the sewars.

 

 

There were many of the Haunchwood bricks around.  This brick with holes was the start of the metaphorical finds on this journey (MF1):

 

 

(MF2) It is good practice, due to the speed at which the water levels change with the tides, to scan for escape options when on the foreshore.

 

(MF3) Prayer may not help, but what can it hurt?

 

 

(MF4) I can’t help it.  I actually pondered what it would take to get this back on the road, again.

 

 

(MF5) Arrived at published opening time and waited 10 minutes more.  Then, I walked to another pub, 25 minutes away, that was due to open in 20 minutes (write-up soon):

 

 

There were some really nice slabs of marble but only fragments of anything recognizable as part of a tombstone.

 

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Posted June 28, 2018 by Drunken Bunny in Tourism

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Birthday Mudlarking   1 comment

 

I spent my tenth birthday (the tenth, that is, since moving to the UK), slogging back-and-forth through the silt and grime of the Thames Foreshore from London Bridge upstream to just past the London Eye, risking Weil’s Disease to search for largely worthless artifacts.  I have a Standard Thames Foreshore Permit that’s good for another year-and-a-half and quite underused in the last year-and-a-half.  Standard allows access and scraping to about 3 inches deep — essentially, beach-combing on one of the filthier urban waterways available and this seemed like a fine way to start another (yet another) year.

 

 

After a quick sustenance stop at the Market Porter, I headed down the stairs in front of the Globe Theatre about an hour ahead of the low tide.  I picked up some old, handmade nails; clay pipe remnants; shards of China and other crockery; and, a weirdly shaped bottle.  I left most of the bulky crap like bricks, but may read up on them a bit before a follow-up visit.  This one, from Cliff & Sons, Wortley, Leeds is probably late 19th century:

 

 

And, this one is from the Farnley Iron Works, also in Leeds, from the mid-19th century:

 

 

I’m sure someone out there can put a date on LBC bricks like this one but the company still produces so I’ll say sometime in the last 150 years:

 

 

A wheel theme emerged:

 

 

These appear to be mooring spots:

 

 

And, this one a mourning spot:

 

 

And, they led me to the London Eye.  No collecting can be done in this immediate area (nor, indeed, within 30 meters of a bridge), but it was fun to walk under it.  The tide and the past 2 days’ rainfall obliterated the non-wading portion of the Foreshore just beyond this and I returned the way I came, going past my stairs as far as the Golden Hinde before finally escaping the encroaching waters.

 

 

The rain sewers, probably carrying the Weil’s Disease encrusted rat feces:

 

 

Always a good sign to see one’s spirit animal:

 

 

These phone app bikes are always just left in the middle of the pavement.  At least this user was creative with it.

 

 

Stopped to take some graffiti photos and only then noticed the spectacular cap to the bridge abutment:

 

 

So, no treasure or real antiquities this go around but the South bank is known to be more sparsely decorated.  Nonetheless, there are some pretty things to put in the plant boxes this summer.

 

 

The bottle is my main mystery of the collection, though.  You might be able to see the rectangular (not cylindrical) throat at the broken neck.  It is labeled “GS Sheffield Hertford” which likely has something to do with G. S. Sheffield who was Master of Hertford Lodge #403 (Freemasons) in 1929.  I’ll update this if anything turns up.

 

 

I’ll call this one a mild success.  Past birthdays in this series of blog posts:

Looking for Cock (2009)
The London Underround (2010)
A Race before Hashing (2011)
Maastricht and Pinkpop (2012)
A Long Run West of Trowbridge (2013)
Westbury to Warminster Run (2014)
Running Sick and on Chemo (2015)
London Outer Orbital Path Finale (2017)

Somehow, it seems, I managed to do nothing notable for the 2016 birthday (drink and drugs may have been involved).

 

 

Posted May 30, 2018 by Drunken Bunny in Tourism

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