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This is the way to visit the pub. Well, it
should've been if you were a flat-sharing
inhabitant of 270 Kew Road, London SW in
the 1970's - as your young photographer was.
As the tide was out, we (but it wasn't me,
guv.) one day took a Land Rover along the
Thames riverbed at Kew Bridge for a swift
half at the City Barge. Swift half led to swift
pint, then swiftly to another, and then
another. A cross-Sahara trip was planned,
with crew and route selected; lunch was
ordered by those who could afford one, and a
few more drinks; we argued the relative
merits of Italian film directors, then moved
on to cars: no one has a decent one, of course, but someone knows of a Mk III Sunbeam
the owner will 'let go' for £30... (It broke a half-shaft after 20 miles and was abandoned.)
We can't drive home now, so let's have another. Where is the car, anyway? Underwater,
actually, with the roof just visible between the houseboat 'Charlotte' and that yacht
'Sara B'. The genius who'd 'parked' the Land Rover forgot he'd left it on the foreshore
below the tide line, and so did everyone else. When the tide was next out, Roy, fresh
from having rescued this same Land Rover from a bog on Chobham Common only the
previous week, was summoned again. For a pint, of course.
This is the way to visit the pub. Well, it should've been if you were a flat-sharing
inhabitant of 270 Kew Road, London SW in the 1970's - as your young photographer was.
As the tide was out, we (but it wasn't me, guv.) one day took a Land Rover along the
Thames riverbed at Kew Bridge for a swift half at the City Barge. Swift half led to swift
pint, then swiftly to another, and then another. A cross-Sahara trip was planned, with
crew and route selected; lunch was ordered by those who could afford one, and a few
more drinks; we argued the relative merits of Italian film directors, then moved on to
cars: no one has a decent one, of course, but someone knows of a Mk III Sunbeam the
owner will 'let go' for £30... (It broke a half-shaft after 20 miles and was abandoned.)
We can't drive home now, so let's have another. Where is the car, anyway? Underwater,
actually, with the roof just visible between the houseboat 'Charlotte' and that yacht
'Sara B'. The genius who'd 'parked' the Land Rover forgot he'd left it on the foreshore
below the tide line, and so did everyone else. When the tide was next out, Roy, fresh
from having rescued this same Land Rover from a bog on Chobham Common only the
previous week, was summoned again. For a pint, of course.
This is the way to visit the pub. Well, it
should've been if you were a flat-sharing
inhabitant of 270 Kew Road, London SW in
the 1970's - as your young photographer
was. As the tide was out, we (but it wasn't
me, guv.) one day took a Land Rover along
the Thames riverbed at Kew Bridge for a
swift half at the City Barge. Swift half led to
swift pint, then swiftly to another, and then
another. A cross-Sahara trip was planned,
with crew and route selected; lunch was
ordered by those who could afford one, and a
few more drinks; we argued the relative
merits of Italian film directors, then moved
on to cars: no one has a decent one, of course, but someone knows of a Mk III Sunbeam
the owner will 'let go' for £30... (It broke a half-shaft after 20 miles and was
abandoned.)
We can't drive home now, so let's have another. Where is the car, anyway?
Underwater, actually, with the roof just visible between the houseboat 'Charlotte' and
that yacht 'Sara B'. The genius who'd 'parked' the Land Rover forgot he'd left it on the
foreshore below the tide line, and so did everyone else. When the tide was next out, Roy,
fresh from having rescued this same Land Rover from a bog on Chobham Common only
the previous week, was summoned again. For a pint, of course.

Waiting for the tide...

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This is the way to visit the pub.  Well, it should've been if you were a flat-sharing inhabitant of 270 Kew Road, London SW in the 1970's - as your young photographer was.  As the tide was out, we (but it wasn't me, guv.) one day took a Land Rover along the Thames riverbed at Kew Bridge for a swift half at the City Barge.  Swift half led to swift pint, then swiftly to another, and then another. A cross-Sahara trip was planned, with crew and route selected; lunch was ordered by those who could afford one, and a few more drinks; we argued the relative merits of Italian film directors, then moved on to cars: no one has a decent one, of course, but someone knows of a Mk III Sunbeam the owner will 'let go' for £30...  (It broke a half-shaft after 20 miles and was abandoned.) 

We can't drive home now, so let's have another.  Where is the car, anyway?  Underwater, actually, with the roof just visible between the houseboat 'Charlotte' and that yacht 'Sara B'.  The genius who'd 'parked' the Land Rover forgot he'd left it on the foreshore below the tide line, and so did everyone else.  When the tide was next out, Roy, fresh from having rescued this same Land Rover from a bog on Chobham Common only the previous week, was summoned again.  For a pint, of course.
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