We'd looked round the council chamber of the Town Hall - above the sombre mayoral chair was the legend Fear God, Honour the King -
I gazed at the bust of Thomas Burt - I stroked his frozen beard -
We repaired to Love Cake - Sophie and I drank chai - Paul told me about his days as a reporter on the Scunthorpe Telegraph - Anne looked at Tessa's WhatsApps pictures from the Sydney Botanical Gardens -
Later we walked past Smiths - we'd looked for mirrors there - the languid pirate inside had drawled these mirrors come from France -
There was a mouldering spidery tandem resting against the shop window -
I imagined Anne and I riding it - we'd fly over these stone tiled roofs - we'd surprise the swifts by our speed and daring -
12.30
September 29 2014
Outside Smiths
High Street
Swanage
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