We walked past The King of Trainers -
Mobility scooters whispered through the precinct -
Once inside Beales, we lost time amongst the lambs wool and the fragrances -
A man who could have been Mr Polly sold sofa beds -
Spooky mannequins guarded the entrances to the fitting rooms -
Anne bought me a jumper -
I gazed at myself in the full length mirror -
What secrets mirrors held, I thought -
All of our former beauty -
Then the shapes to come -
Friday 1 November 2019
Beales
Poole
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