Far from the Madding Crowd ...

Nellecke steered the sleek landship down the twisting driveway - 

On her wrist, Nellecke had written in biro - M3, M25 and M20 - 

Peter sat in the front passenger seat like the navigator in a superfortress - 

Soon they would be overtaking flimsy Skodas - 

I would miss our evenings, sipping Spitfires whilst we watched a movie - 

Last night, we watched Schlesinger's Far from the Madding Crowd -  

We'd visited Max Gate that morning - 

Everything always goes wrong in Thomas Hardy's books Anne said - 

Girls go to the wrong churches - letters aren't read - 

She glared at Sergeant Troy - 

Why Bathsheeba, why? she sighed - 

12.00

Sunday 2 July 2015

Corfe Mullen