The woods at the north end, beyond the pylons are rather interesting, there is a holly tunnel about 20 foot long connecting the backs of the houses to the woods. A huge holly bush occupies the space between the houses and the bulk of the woods, hence the tunnel for access. Maybe this could be a public right of way, but they will have to prove it has been used for a certain period. This finishes on a bridle path where the gypsies exercise the horses they keep in the field backing onto Knights Park. This bridleway has been in use for a long time it seems, the banks of the cutting it runs through are mossy and verdant and the path itself is worn and shorn. It looks old. Maybe it might date back as far as the time that the Lord of Tonbridge went hunting in there, these are very old woods. The dam that contains the lake is very ancient, no one knows who made it, how it was made, when it was made and how it was made, there are no surviving records about it at all.
There are more fallen trees on the north end, particularly well into the bulk of the woods, they were big trees and the holes left by the roots of some of the unearthed trees could take two small cars in them. A good shelter in bad weather if you have a tarp with you, or a good overnight shelter. My pipe dream if a hobbit home in these woods will never come true, but throw a big tarp over the root space and a man cave is born. I should really find some cave women to club unconcious and drag them back there, I will need someone to cook, sew and chop wood.
With the fine weather I want to do more exploring in the north woods, they are more accessible than our village green woods and their future is in doubt with the homes to be built between Sherwood and Knights Park in a few years time. The company that own the land are known for building luxury homes so they will not be ordinary 3 bed semis like us feral chav scum in Sherwood have. I only hope the planners will respect the woods, if it goes it will never come back, not while humanity is around. The mode today is of change, so much so that change has been institutionalised, all change is seen as inevitable, especially social change, but what is needed is something that last that our descendants can enjoy as we do. Most change these days is for the worst I find these days, all it comes to mean is some more crud to wade through each day for some. May such headlong rush to change not destroy the woods, change is modernisms baby. The rich folk in their new shiny houses might have dogs which they will walk, they will use our woods to do this and are welcome to. I also would like the two social groups that will be housed next to each other to have harmonious relationships and friendships, we all have common social ground in the use of the woods and lake. But as the rich in our town exist in a bubble of their own where the troubles of the world are far away I am not confident of this happening. This is not to say us workers are perfect either, but we do know about the real world. I hope it could happen though. Selah.
