Malcolm tells a story about the Duke of Buccleuch ...

After Dark Horses in Marmion's Brasserie, I was ready for midnight bumpers of fiery red - 

I sat on the balcony with Malcolm and Angie - 

Angie wore a green dress - 

Below us, the wynd was filled with shadow - 

Pale stars sashayed across the sky - 

An amiable labrador nuzzled my knees -

The warm night wind carried dreams across the rooftops - 

Malcolm and I shared memories of Stellenbosch - 

Angie told me how she'd met Malcolm at the Melrose Ball - 

I held a heel tap to my lips - 

The duke sat in the back of the Land Rover Malcolm said - with a Rembrandt between his knees -  

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Thursday 2 July 2015

The Old Grocery

Melrose