Thames Path

The Thames Path from Hammersmith and Fulham to Putney was almost deserted on a dull and overcast Saturday; the winter ghost giving up its last breath to the budding crocuses and daffodils; the pathway sprinkled with a few sinewy and dedicated joggers.  I came here, to the River Cafe no less, to meet up with a friend whom I had not seen for a year, and to share the palpable excitement of her daughter's upcoming wedding in the summer. 

Inside the much over-rated River Cafe located at Thames Wharf.  Despite its fame, or because of its fame, there were no signs above the entrance to indicate its presence, just a long line of windows where you can see casually dressed diners enjoying themselves.  The food is home cooking, but the price is couture.  

A touching reminder of the mortality of life.  The River was quiet, there were no rowers from the nearby rowing club, no boats, no river traffic.  The bouqet looked desolate.

The River Thames at dusk, seen from the Putney Bridge.