A freezing cold November trip to the Isle of Sheppey to collect a friend from a wedding. Lunch in Whitstable seemed like a good plan, but took nearly as long to reach from the furthest tip of Sheppey as it would have done from Charlton. Harty Ferry would have provided a more direct route; sadly it closed in 1914, though you can still see the slipway (above). I’d like to go back and spend some more time exploring Sheppey’s Dickensian marshland landscape sometime – preferably on a slightly warmer day.