Getting over a cold ...

I'm getting over a cold - 

My mum would say my cold is now coming out - 

Every morning I hawk and cough like a grizzled gaffer - 

I lift my glass of honey and lemon as though it were a bumper of Kendal Black Drop - 

I think I caught this cold in a stifling tube train on the Jubilee Line - 

I remember getting over a cold when I was thirteen years old - 

I lay stretched out on a settee, reading The Magician's Nephew - 

Our tabby cat gazed at me with with his calm eyes - 

I wanted the afternoon, and the story, to go on forever - 

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Monday 27 April 2015

The Old School House

East Stoke 

Dorset