He'd moored his houseboat here, within sight of Lady St Mary -
His rollicking tales for boys had once sold in their tens of thousands -
I remembered Bernie telling me that he'd read A Lad of Grit -
We were in kitchen where a couple would soon tango amongst the poets -
Bernie was laughing dangerously -
He'd spend the cold months in Tenerife or Morocco -
I think it was the night Richard was later trapped under a fallen bike in the hall -
16.21
Monday 20 June 2016
On the banks of the Frome
Wareham
Purbeck
Dorset
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