17 July 2022

Walklet to Avington, 3.1 miles

4 April 2022

Little walk from Ray's mooring at Kintbury to Avington, and back.

We walked westwards from Kintbury Lock along the towpath to the first bridge, and then up to join the path that runs from Kintbury northwards past Barton Court Fisheries to Avington.

The path, leading up from Kintbury to Avington

The River Kennet

Ray surveying the water

Barton Court is a square-looking red-brick Georgian house. It was owned for many years by Sir Terence Conran; in 2020 (the year of Conran's death), House & Garden re-published this 1984 piece which has some pictures of the house and how the interiors looked then. Evidently the house had been more or less derelict when Conran bought it. I remember that when we went for walks in the Kintbury area years ago with Mum we were always intrigued to note a bright pink flock of deer in the grounds - we couldn't get close enough to see what they were made of. Ray seemed to think that the house had changed hands a year or so ago, and there did look to be some newish-looking signage in the area.

Looking towards Barton Court

Wikipedia describes Avington as a village, but that's stretching a point: it consists of the manor and its outbuildings, a couple of houses that look like estate staff accommodation, and the 11th-century church of St Mark and St Luke. Pevsner's 'Berkshire' describes it as "a memorable little church" and the Norman font as "exceptionally interesting".

The church at Avington


The font

There wasn't any way of making this a circular walk, so we retraced steps and walked into Kintbury village. Our route in red below.

1 April 2022

The SPACE app

A while back I downloaded one of those apps that’s supposed to help you monitor how long you spend on your smartphone, as I thought it would be useful to do less mindlessly opening Facebook, Twitter or similar. I chose SPACE. It has a cute interface and probably lots of useful features, but I became so cheesed off at the onslaught of preachy pop-ups that I uninstalled it after about a week. A selection below.

Possibly

No doubt.

No.

OH GOD

Think it might take a bit more than that tbh

Probably

YES I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME

ooooOOOOOoooo

Undoubtedly




In fairness I was probably a bit hasty as it does look as though it has some useful features, and I think you can disable or at least restrict the pop-ups. Unfortunately there's nothing the app can do about you putting down your phone and picking up your tablet to continue doom-scrolling Twitter. I suppose there's just a need for inner strength, resolve etc.

30 March 2022

Bunny update

It’s time for an update on the trio of bunnies Ruth adopted in December 2020.

Taylor

Unfortunately, the trio are now a duo – we lost Taylor last autumn after she was put to sleep after one of those typically tricksy rabbit episodes a.k.a. a brief, vague yet apparently extremely serious illness involving all her organs shutting down. A shame, as having a trio of rabbits had been cute, especially when all three of them decided to cram together under one chair, as here.



After initially appearing less forthcoming than the other two, we had fairly quickly realized that Taylor was the dominant animal of the trio, despite being the smallest. She often assertively thrust her way between the other two for access to the food bowl, forcing them to move aside. Like the other two bunnies, Taylor loved the outdoors and, unlike the others, proved a keen burrower, up until her death working determinedly on a hole somewhere in the middle of the garden, causing some concern that she might disappear down it and emerge a few gardens down. After Taylor’s death, we did ponder whether it would be fitting to use her lifeless body to stop up the bloody great hole she'd made, but Ruth decided against this in the end. As a memorial, here are some pictures of Taylor, plus a clip demonstrating her enthusiasm for the outdoors.

Squished between the other two

Let me out?

In the garden



Unsuitable renamings

The two adorable black bunnies are, thankfully, still with us as I write this. Ruth made the IMO odd decision at some point last year to rename Aragorn ‘Cassius’, supposedly after Cassius Clay aka Muhammad Ali. I have not considered Cassius a suitable name mainly because, being sophisticated and erudite, the name ‘Cassius’ makes me think not of the boxer but of Shakespeare’s ‘Julius Caesar’, and the quote “yon Cassius has a lean and hungry look”, which makes the name seem incompatible with Aragorn’s fairly round, prosperous appearance. My father’s story about his older brother naming one of their cats Cassius because he had a lean and hungry look has further etched this quote, and association, in my mind. Also, it was a nice match with Arya's name, both beginning with A and being named after fantasy characters. However, as I am high-minded and not at all petty, I have decided to respect the change of name.

Aragorn

We have continued to bicker about it though ('Julius Caesar’ was my assigned Shakespeare play for O-level English Literature back in the day, and I remember being very taken with the performances (and general hotness) of James Mason and John Gielgud as Brutus and Cassius respectively in the 1953 film, which we watched more than once at school).


Outdoorsyness/energy levels

All (well, now both) the bunnies love going outside and show none of the reticence Harley showed about crossing the slight gap between the back door and the paving. Here they are out the garden shortly after we adopted them:

And here's Aragorn looking longingly at the garden through the closed back door:

And here, having jumped into a plant pot to try to get around the obstacle we'd placed in the bunnies' way to keep them in:

The board in the picture above is something Ruth has used for a while to fence the bunnies in to the under-stairs cupboard at night. Aragorn has proved to be the first bunny we've had who actually routinely jumps over this board to escape captivity. As he's no longer a young rabbit, we're surprised he can manage this, but clearly he doesn't like to be fenced in.

Aragorn also climbs the stairs, as Harley did, but as none of our female rabbits have done - I've no idea if it's a sex thing, or if that's just coincidence. As rabbits' hindquarters are bigger than their front legs, they've both looked much more awkward going down the stairs than going up them; as Aragorn is bigger and heavier than Harley was he has more than once slid/rolled the last few steps. It hasn't seemed to put him off though. Since I have moved back into the house and am using the second bedroom as an office, he has frequently been joining me during the day. Ruth has provided him with an empty box for his amusement.


In his box

On his box

Aragorn's intense blackness

I mean. He is SO BLACK. Even next to Arya, also a mainly black rabbit.



Update on re-bonding of Catherine Howard, aka Pippa

A footnote. As previously related, we returned CH to Reading Rabbit Rescue after Harley's death so that she might be re-bonded with another companion. Since then, Ruth and I have been amused to gather from RRR's intermittent Facebook posts that several attempts to bond her have been unsuccessful. Here's one post from April 2021 (we returned her to RRR in September 2020):

And another one from September 2021:


We are charmed that she's clearly not having any of it. Perhaps she enjoys the single life, and/or has decided that life at RRR as a "hard to bond" bunny is pleasant.

20 November 2021

Walk near Newbury, 7 miles

Friday 9 July

Ray and I both took a day off to meet up for a walk. We both parked at Newbury Wharf and crossed the road to where the bus station now is, next to what I am still calling the “new library” – Newbury Library has occupied the current building since 2000, when it moved from the old Carnegie building on Cheap Street where we used to go as kids.

Ray had thought it might be fun to use a rural bus service as part of our walk and had unearthed the number 5 services that stop at various villages north of Newbury. We got the 10:25 and got off at the entrance to Snelsmore Common, a country park north of Newbury where we often used to get taken as kids for a run about/blowing off of the cobwebs, etc. We found a bench and sat for a while to have a flask of coffee and moan about our excess weight issues, while scoffing an entire packet of Duchy Originals shortbread biscuits between us.

Waiting at the bus station
Just got off the bus
Common views

The plan was to walk from the common back into Newbury via Donnington Castle, but we had some trouble finding the right path to lead us out to Donnington, as evidenced by the two doglegs visible in the upper part of the route map. We eventually found the correct path.

Our route

This walk between Snelsmore and Donnington Castle was one we did several times as a family in my young day. Since then, the route has been altered by the construction of the A34 Newbury bypass in the interim, which now slices a neat gouge through what was formerly farmland north of Donnington. The footpath route has been retained, but now involves crossing the road by means of a footbridge. It emerges by what was once the buildings of Castle Farm – there’s a sign on a now-derelict barn about the farm’s Limousin herd, which I think Mum said she remembers seeing grazing in the area.

Path towards Donnington
Bridge over the A34
Donnington Castle

The Newbury bypass opened in 1998, after what seemed like many years of debate about whether, and if so where, it should be built. The eventual route passes to the west of the town and cut through three Sites of Special Scientific Interest. Progress, etc. My clearly quite old OS Explorer map labels the road as ‘Due to open late 1998’.


After looking at the castle, we turned back in the direction of the A34, past Castle Wood and crossing the road via a different footbridge into the village of Bagnor. This was a bit of a detour as Ray had been seized with a desire to locate the trackbed of the former Lambourn Valley Railway.

Crossing the bypass again
Bagnor

The route of the railway just here is well concealed and took a bit of finding, but Ray did manage to locate it. The trackbed itself was obscured by a lot of branches and general growth - I didn't fancy fighting my way through it, but Ray did and took the picture below, which we agreed was almost certainly the old railway.

Consulting the map, somewhere near Bagnor
Ray going for it
The trackbed

We turned back towards Newbury, passing through Woodspeen and crossing under the bypass, then via Speen Lane and past the leisure centre back into the town.

The bypass yet again
The last stretch near Speen