Tuesday 1 January 2013

Abbey Wood 13-15 Nov 12

"For you zee var is over....zere is no escape from Stalag Luft Abbey Wood!"

Security. Is it that bad around here?

This is what went through my mind when I saw the 10' electric fence, banks of CCTV, barbed wire and warning signs surrounding this Caravan Club site in Sarf-East Larndarn, innit.  In truth though, it is a very pleasant oasis of greenery and woodland in a not particularly attractive part of the capital, but it has so much to offer and I have wanted to visit for a while, albeit we had only just returned from a long weekend away in Parma.


Greenwich Park - clearing up after the Equestrian events at the Olympics
 

The site is typical Caravan Club. Spotless, excellent facilities, professional staff and of a generally very high standard. Access from the M25 was easy and I was watered up, powered up and kettle on in no time at all. It was then off to the station, a mere 5 minutes walk away, to catch the train and Docklands Light Railway to Canary Wharf to meet Debs, who was out for her Christmas dinner. After being dragged into a bar and plied with drink, we found that we were the subject of a lot of discussion from people who know those parts about how we would be lucky to find wheels on the bus when we returned!  We returned to the site very late and somehow managed to work out the security system to allow us in for a very quiet and peaceful night's kip, confident that even the criminal underworld of Abbey Wood would not break into this site (we did set the alarm though).

Nelson's unlucky jacket at the National Maritime Museum
 

On Friday Debs went into work and I took the train to Greenwich. However, the trains were screwed so I ended up on Blackheath and walked in the peeing down rain across the heath, through Greenwich park (via the observatory) to the National Maritime Museum, where I spent a very pleasant few hours. I then bimbled around Greenwich and the Cutty Sark, before walking through the Greenwich foot tunnel and up through Docklands to Canary wharf. A long, tiring but interesting walk of about 8-9 miles and I would really like to come back and explore this area which is so rich in history. I met Debs from work and, as we were both knackered, we headed back to Abbey Wood for dinner in Tom and slept the sleep of the just.

The Cutty Sark
 

Greenwich Foot Tunnel
 

On Saturday we were up fairly early and travelled across London to Richmond, went into All Bar One for lunch and found that it is now a yuppie wine bar which doesn't serve draft ale, so we went around the corner to the Ship Inn and had a fantastic meal in there. Goodbye All Bar One - you won't be seeing us again! It was then off to the Stoop to watch Harlequins whup Zebre Rugby 53-5, then a fairly easy journey back. 




Sunday - standard morning of reading papers then an easy journey back home.

Jonny Bear enjoying Sunday Breakfast
 

Abbey Wood is a great site. I would like to go back there again as there is so much to offer in the local area.




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