Timothy West and Prunella Scales are steering a posh narrow boat through a tangle of locks -
The sky is a bright impossible postcard blue -
Prunella's whispering some charming aperçu -
Tim's being courtly and twinkly eyed -
Not far away is Staunton Road -
My dad stood at the gate and saluted us when we left -
My mum was still unsteady -
She'd had a scare this morning with her sholley -
I'd warmed her cold hands with my warm hands -
I felt the world become more uncertain -
Premier Inn
Havant
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