Life and Work


Sitting on a bench

Sunlight warming the stones of the Abbey

Violin playing in a little surge of tourists

Empty screens of phones raised in ceaseless homage


Peaceful; no need for talk.

Yellow trousers next to pink.

Brimful of love, sunshine, music, contentment.

And, it has to be said, wine..

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