on the number 54 bus, getting off at the Erwood Road stop,
a brief walk along Heathwod Gardens,
where we spotted this cherry blossom deifying the temperature,
and into Woodland Terrace,
we did not take the path,
but went along the Green Chain Walk,
and here we were,
at Maryon Park, which will be known to any film buff,
as it was the setting for the hugely popular and cult film, not to mention a favorite of mine, Blow-Up, and when I say popular it cost £1.6 million to make in 4 years it took £20+ million,
a quick pose,
and down we went,
be warned there are steps,
lots of steps,
looking back,
and on we went,
I had always promised myself,
that I would visit Maryon Park, where the main part of the film was set,
so we did,
and made it our daily walk, we passed the tennis courts where the mimes played tennis,
and followed,
the path of the jeep,
I am not sure how old this tree is, but it must be an age, even older than Gilbert's Pits, when Henry Cleisby was digging there,
looking back towards the tennis courts,
a few more steps,
and we were at the main entrance,
then up, a walk around,
and up some more,
to the top,
where the action took place
looking towards the shooters lair,
somewhere in there, the fence now gone,
no over there!
we walked down,
and continued through the park,
which with the exception of one dog walker was deserted,
the entrance as used in the film,
the original building housing the antiques shop now gone, and replaced with this one,
the park is home to long haired tree rats with good PR,
affectionately named squirrels,
unfortunately grays not reds,
and another invader in the trees green ring necked parakeets,
we stopped by a map of the park,
with this legend of the film,
we made our way,
back past the tennis courts,
where on the bank we spotted some snowdrops,
Diana took a couple of photographs,
before we scaled the stairs,
it was harder than it looked, so exercise over we were back on the number 54 bus,
but before we go here are a few stills from the film, David Hemmings the main star of the movie,
assorted stills,
and him taking one of the photographs that when blown up, the film was all about, if you have not seen it you are missing a look back at what is a quintessentially British look at the 1960's one of my favorites and one we will be watching again,
we made our way in the bus back past Catford,
and here is the cat,
it does not look it from the photograph from the top deck of the bus, but this car was the most dazzling green that you could imagine,
after our evening meal it was feet up for Mississippi Burning, two from the Poirot box and we were off to bed.
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