Birds, tea Horses and the seaYou liked cars, we saw starsThese are the things I rememberYou travelled, to unravelShe was walking aloneWe never got very farTalking home But most of the timeWe got on just fineWittering under the willow treeWhat's in the wheelbarrow?From Yorkshire to Boston(via Midlands & the ocean)From scrum-half to a golferCricket bats… Continue reading Love International
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