Down to the lock and along the river Itchen for a full forty-five minute walk. The fifteen minute mark is a more or less a foot tunnel under the motorway…It’s blurry in real life too.
A little farther there’s a lock where people come to swim. The water’s really cold on the tips of my fingers after the 26° in the outdoor pool.
Saw no one along the river except a guilty looking photographer who hightailed it when he saw me. He must have been indulging in some kinky willow photography. There are bashful willows weeping everywhere.