Summer visitors were starting to arrive in Wareham - soon, Sainsbury's car park would be full of people carriers - I'd hear lean wives laughing in The Salt Pig -
Crossing the High Street, Anne dodged a Range Rover -
Dorset Cream Teas were snarfed in Nellie Crumb -
We headed towards the town quay -
There were men in camo trousers inside the fishing tackle shop - they all had shaven heads -
Rex Hawkins was repairing toasters - the sad Kurds were preparing fiery Kebabs in Coppers -
We sat upon a bench by the side of the river -
Boats were for hire - a girl in red shorts waded out into the shallows - a canoodling couple set off upstream in a small motor boat -
I stared at the seagulls perched upon the roof of a deconsecrated church -
The tide was on the ebb - bright green ducks joshed each other -
We rang my parents up - tomorrow we'd pay them a visit - we'd stay for two nights -
Already, I felt a little anxious -
12.00
20 June 2014
The Old School House
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