Winter Wellie Walk
I believe the pair of houses on the right were built by Harry Richards of local builders M Richards & Son, I should declare an interest as he was a relative.
Apparently his houses could be identified by their chimneys, no one ever explained what was unique about his chimneys; the house we pass is red brick, the upper part is pebble dash and topped by a central chimney with many pots. A few strides round the corner, past Blunts Hall where previous owners hosted great parties. Now the houses give way to fields of winter wheat peeping above the sodden soil.
The rain subsides as I reach the roundabout so it is straight on for the station or right at the roundabout and back to the car. If you need refreshments and did not stop at the Victoria, the Fish & Chip shop in Spa Road will fry to order or try one of the other hostelries in Chipping Hill or Newland Street (in the town centre) where there is a choice of Wine Bars, fast food and leisurely eating establishments.
At last some signs of wildlife, a small flock of partridge are disturbed by my presence and skim across the ploughed field in search of a more private cover. A few minutes later a handsome cock pheasant moves across the old stubble; his disguise is so good that when I glance again I cannot find his hiding place, hopefully he will survive the winter.
Past Powers Hall and a gaggle of geese monitor my progress as they parade across the winter wheat behind their bulging pond. The homeward straight amidst the flowing water that covers the road heading for the deepest ditch brings me to the Victoria, a timber pub that is the home of football enthusiasts and past Spa Place. Many years ago there was a Spa in Witham; and the house opposite the springs is Spa Place; this was the home of a lovely lady, Mrs Geer, who I remember from my childhood, she had a bun of silver hair that tried to escape from a navy straw hat and she drove a very ancient “sit up and beg” car long before they built the roundabout and new homes.
“Back home to winter heather and hot buttered toast with greengage jam.
Sally Carpenter – ClientAct PR 2003
winter wellie walk in Essex
Note: Please be aware of your own safety when walking on country lanes.