We saw two of Wareham's prominente late this morning -
We were walking along the river, on our way to Redcliffe -
There they were, fishing from their mobility scooters, bearded and barrel chested, warmed by the autumn sun -
They were at their ease, sharing salty gossip, rolling cigarettes with blunt yellow fingers -
I wondered if they were old Navy men, who'd seen icebergs and frozen stars -
Later they would have a pint of Exmoor Fox in The Kings Arms - their younger selves would dance upon the water -
11.30
Saturday 31 October 2015
Wareham
Purbeck
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