Refreshed from the bacchanalian excess of Essesx Scribler's 50th bash in deepest Devil Dog land I headed for the quay at Wivenhoe. A dormer town for the University and London Wivenhoe has always had a boho end and a well, everyday end.
This group is from the old Cooks shipyard area which has become part of a quayside loft living type of place.This is the wet dock of the shipyard, the finishing shed and slip for launching quite serious sized vessels is to the right.
Across from the Rose and Crown.
These are from the Roman River/Rowhedge end:
The Colne was a major trading portal and this was once a thriving port area. I remember it being mostly grain and timber and then infamously an entry for coal imported by Milk Snatcher to smash Scargill. It really was a front line of the epic Miners Strike. Remember riot police had not long grudgingly accepted wearing ID numbers and the pubs were full of Nottinghamshire, Durham and Kent accents amongst the Estuarine Essex. Donkey jacket meant no go sonny.
Now it is full on yuppiesville: this looks like it is from a faux English Disneyland and is the wet dock of Vosper Thorneycroft who did a neat line in motor torpedo boats
The old and boho enclaves remain along with a multitude of tapas/deli chic:
Finally, a few more to add to my bottles on a windowsill series.
And a banana.