There’s always been something very appealing about the idea of living on an island for me. Just the thought of being surrounded by water, cocooned from the rigours of the world and able to gaze out on a tranquil, lazily-flowing river is enough to make me smile.
Many people take the River Thames for granted. It’s something that folk walk beside, drive over, fish in or navigate upon very regularly – and like so many things that we see every day, it is easy to let the river merge into the background of our busy hustle and bustle lifestyles.
This my final Riverwatch column. After more than seven years and over 300 editions, this wonderful little newspaper is about to close and rather than cling on grimly until the last moment, I’ve decided to bow out gracefully ahead of time.
