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After a day of helping my fishing friend Eddie prepare a wall for painting we headed to Ye Old White Hart in Barnes for a pint. On the way home along the tow path I saw a large white egg stranded on the shore. Having picked it up and observed it, like many of the others found over the last couple of weeks it was numbered and marked London, the big difference to all the others was this one had something inside and rattled. The mystery continues as to who has place these in the Thames.