My Thames 1

Jerome K. Jerome once said of the Thames through Reading ‘The river is dirty and dismal here. One does not linger in the neighbourhood of Reading’.

I often wonder what Jerome would make of this stretch of the Thames now. The stretch I consider mine. Flowing serenely from Pangbourne in the east, the Thames happens upon the bustling town of Reading. No longer should the river be considered ‘dirty and dismal’, flanked on one side by the side streets of the town, the other lush meadows, it flows under historic bridges before reaching once again greenery on both sides as it winds its way peacefully onto Sonning, and then Henley in the East.

There can be no more peaceful way to spend hours than walking in either direction along this river, with its varied stopping off points, all the while able to spy back to the town of Reading. The Thames is the jewel in the crown of this royally connected town, a forever moving strip of calm on the edge of a modern metropolis.

The river helped bring prosperity to the town, and now brings visitors by kayak, by foot and by boat, all to enjoy its beauty and follow in the steps of our own local history.