Southside | Start: 14:38 | End: 14:55| Duration: 17 mins
In the little sister of her normal voice, a pastel-coloured woman says, ‘It’s the visitors that spoil it here. Why don’t they just stay at home?’ And then she pauses, and into that space flows a momentary silence.
The walker is amongst the crowds today. It’s sandals and ice-cream weather, short shorts and big shades. The river shimmers; it’s the quiet place. The riverside shouts, is full of beer-holding hands and summer dresses.
Here’s the old Richmond Palace, now a sandstone house. There are the tiny islands, with room for a single tree on the land. See how easily our strolling friend could simply creep along these steps, climb down this ladder and swim across to reach them.
When the walker crosses Twickenham Bridge, she notices spiders webs on the iron arches of the bridge. This is not where people are, rather this is where they are not.