The river is about 400 metres away across the
The Moors Playing Field and The Racecourse.
There's always one.
You'd think they'd read the sign before parking.
The racecourse from Croft Road.
Another harsh lesson for somebody
(this doesn't appear to be river water - blocked drain, possibly).
Meeting up with John and Sybil.
Even kayakers'd struggle to get
under Bridge Street at the moment.
The swans are chilled.
Outside Worcester's Palace Of Unaffordable Dreams.
Nice to window shop tho'.
They do a 1300cc V Twin. Blimey.
Said goodbye to John and Sybil and we are now
in Gheluvelt Park where some little b*gg*rs
are thriving in the rotting wood of one of the parks footbridges.
The Park's brook is backed-up by the river and at a complete standstill.
Back the way we came then.
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