I had a pint in the pub next to the river there while walking the Darent Valley.
Just by the bridge there? I remember a beautiful summer's evening having a meal there with b and his gl and his daughter, who was a tiny wee thing. Why does everything have to change, a?
Yes. My Dad was supposed to pick us up but couldn't find us despite living only about seven miles away for the last 40 years. Then it rained rather hard but he found us eventually. In March he'll drop us off there and we'll finish off the valley up to the The River.
Just by the bridge there? I remember a beautiful summer's evening having a meal there with b and his gl and his daughter, who was a tiny wee thing. Why does everything have to change, a?