Hi Chai, glad you like the piccies. Want some pizza?
MG, I have no idea why you're laughing at this, it is supposed to be a quality piece of historical documentation I am trying to present, in an effort to impress Set and Farmerman. Please can you take me seriously.
I think I should have placed a comma between "me" and "seriously" back there, thinking about it.
Anyway, the weir is just a stones throw from the bridge in the very first picture, which means I am home again.
Round trip? About two and a half miles I suppose, up hill and down dale.
My house is about half a mile from where the original Cassiobury House (Earls of Essex's place) was situated. Various Earls kept the place going, until the last one to live there gambled most of the family money away, and shortly afterwards, the house mysteriously burned down (insurance?) and had to be completely demolished. This was around the late 1920's.
The estate was split up, half sold for housing....yipee, I live in one!...and the other half was made into public park and woodland, where I've just walked.
Here is a link to the house....well, when I say "house", a bloody Palace, more like. The only part that survives is the old side brick wall of the stables, which now forms part of a private nursing home.
http://www.hertfordshire-genealogy.co.uk/data/places/cassiobury.htm
Cassiobury House...