Onwards to Stratford High Street
I walked onwards from Three Mills towards the Olympic Park along the Three Mills Wall River, which is part of the River Lea.
It was an interesting walk with a lot to see.
You can’t actually reach Stratford High Street at the moment, becuse of construction work.
It looks like they will be encouraging spectators to walk to the Olympic Park from Bromley-by-Bow station along this route. They have put in quite a few places to have a picnic, which you could buy in Tesco’s at Bow.
Three Mills, Bow
In my previous post, I said things just had to get better and they did.
These pictures were taken in the area called Three Mills, which is now a studios.
It wasn’t what I’d expected. Especially, as one of the mills is the largest tidal mill in the world.
I have a feeling that Bass Charrington, who owned the site in the 1970s, used these buildings from where they marketed the infamous, Hirondelle wine. It was a success and the company was a customer of Time Sharing Ltd.
A Walk From Bromley-By-Bow
In some ways London can be confusing to the visitor in that it does tend to reuse place names. For instance tonight I wanted a walk and as there had been reports of a new bridge over the River Lee at Bow, I thought I’d try and find it. So I went not to Bromley but to Bromley-by-Bow station, which is on the District and Metropolitan lines. This is also the destination of the 488 bus, which starts running from Dalston Junction station tomorrow, so I wanted to see if it was worth a visit.
Initial impressions were not good, as I took a rather grim underpass to the other side of a dual carriageway leading to the Blackwall Tunnel and then passed a typical Tescos.
Has any of their supermarkets, ever won an award for atchitecture? This one certainly didn’t deserve one, unless it was for the demolishing the worst building in East London.
My walk had to get better.
Murtagh Nicks The Oaks
I have just seen one of the great pieces of riding by Johnny Murtagh to win The Oaks on Dancing Rain.
It reminded me of Steve Cauthen in his pomp, who won so many great races in a similar fashion, by dictating the pace from the front. He even did it for C and myself on our horse Golden Panda at Nottingham in very much an inferior race.
The irony of Dancing Rain’s victory is that a couple of month’s ago, the filly broke her trainer’s wife Maureen Haggas’s leg in a freak accident. Maureen was at Epsom hobbling around on crutches.
The Barriers Go Down at Dalston Junction
I came back through Dalston Junction station today and the barriers are down at the Southern exit.
As you can see they’ve got all the signs up for the extension of the 488 bus route, which starts tomorrow on Saturday the 4th.
The bus spider map for Dalston has the new route fully shown, but they haven’t updated the maps in the station yet.
Etchings in the Evening Sun
This picture shows the decoration on the new sewage pumping station at the Olympic Park, highlighted by the evening sun.
The images are taken from the original drawings from Joseph Bazalgette’s Abbey Mills pumping station.
I hope that when the Olympic Park is fully open, buildings like this won’t be hidden behind excessive security fences.















