New Year sunlight fell upon the murmuring diners -
Slender waitresses danced up the winding stairs -
A courtly buffer unfolded his Borisgraph -
I sprinkled Tabasco upon my smoked salmon and avocado -
Tess told us about the Ska band at The Winchester Gate -
Earlier, we'd walked down Penny Farthing Street -
Young men were having their beards trimmed in Sultan's Cut -
I buttered my sourdough bread -
I wondered whether to buy a gaudy shirt -
I had counted all my years -
Each one was an apple, fallen from a golden tree -
Friday 3 January 2020
The Boston Party
Salisbury
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