Runnymede Tranquility

We left the M4 at Windsor and cut the corner to join the M25 at Runnymede. The traffic on it was stationary, nothing new in our experience, so we paused alongside Old Father Thames to soak up the peace and tranquility of this historic site.

But these confounded birds were chattering away.
They looked like goslings of some sort. 

The Thames at Runnymede

And then around the corner chugged a narrow boat on its way downstream.




 


And not very high overhead 






                              one of these things roared 




every 50 seconds.




Nirvana is achievable by everybody. You just have to recognise when you are beaten. We climbed back into the tranquility of the car and drove on.