Harris asked me if I’d ever been in the maze at Hampton Court. He said he went in once to show somebody else the way.
We arranged to start on the following Saturday from Kingston.
We tried to get away from it at Marlow. We left the boat by the bridge, and took a walk through the town to escape it, but it followed us. The whole town was full of oil.
We had originally intended to go on to Magna Charta Island, a sweetly pretty part of the river, where it winds through a soft, green valley
Between Iffley and Oxford is the most difficult bit of the river I know.
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