The northern girls handed me my cod and chips for six -
Paul had ordered mushy peas -
Last time, we'd queued up inside -
I'd been in deep cover -
A southerner amongst tarry fishermen -
I'd leaned against the tiles -
Nervous in my tweed -
A foxed Cavafy in my pocket -
Sunday 13 September 2020
Scarborough
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