Discovered recently that among some of the citizens of this city, our river has developed a bad rap. A co-worker recently referred to it as a ” stinking cesspool “. And I asked her so you’ve spent time by the Thames recently? Ah, no, was her reply. Riiiight. “The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, … Continue reading Just Another Dirty River