. . " We saw eight swans grazing in a field
They took off as we neared.
They landed to the next field and again were airborne as we entered this pasture.
Overhead they appeared as jet-fighter escort, against a pale sky,
Jet engines? The whoosh whoosh of their great wings" .
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| From Three Blokes, Three Bikes, One River. A new book about a Thames journey in drawings |
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