Such Larks

A New Year’s resolution for 2013 was to go mudlarking. A few months ago I tagged along with some folks from the Thames Discovery Programme on the beach at Vauxhall. And loved it, despite the utterly miserable weather. Report here.

Yesterday, armed with my brand-new lucky mudlarking wellies, I went down there again, accompanied by fellow LH Member Hannah Renier, who lives locally. And Ed the dog. We mooched around for an hour and half or so. Our haul was amazing in quantity rather than quality and doubtless commonplace to the seasoned mudlark. But we were dead excited. Most of it was crockery. Being newbies at this, with little enough expertise at antiques in any case, we have no idea. But that will come.

I found an old rusty metal object which appears to be an old bricklayer’s trowel. But find of the day (See, competitive already, just like in Mud Men), was spotted by Hannah. It’s a small glazed earthenware container, an inkwell perhaps.

We hope to do more of this, especially if the weather sorts itself out. And I’ll see if I can organise a special London Historians outing with TDP. More anon.