Fog covers the gentle town ...

I greeted the Bosnian Big Issue lady - 

Once more she stood outside Lloyds Bank, greeting passers by with her wide wounded smile - 

How is your family? she asked - 

Such is life she said - 

It was raw and cold - 

A freezing fog had enveloped the gentle town - 

Car headlamps were flawed jewels - 

I wore my northern cap - 

I wrapped my keffiyeh more tightly around my neck - 

The leafless poplar trees were reflected in the silent river -

I half expected to see Charon, waiting for me on the Town Quay - 

11.42

Thursday 1 December 2016

Wareham

Dorset