My mum would sit there, like a fragile queen ...

There were no old ladies in Kuru this morning - 

No scissors were darting over delicate nests of hair - 

The chairs were empty - 

My mum used to get her hair done here - 

They'd give my dad a coffee while he waited for her - 

He'd leaf through a Homes and Gardens or Beautiful Kitchens - 

My mum would sit there, like a fragile queen - 

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Monday 2 October 2015

West Street 

Havant