A trip to Great Yarmouth for lunch
| Gentle, courageous victorious Horatio | Brittania marks a Norfolk hero |
| renowned and adored by Burnham Thorpe Nor-folk | exposed to the elements and flurrying snow |
| then cosseted warmth in Kings Head, Acle | we scuttle inside |
| feasting on history and food at the tavern | surrounded by ploughshares, creatures and pheasants |
| hospitality abounding and implements galore | creative adornments both inside and out |
| we talk | we eat |
Deli/bistro 103 Unthank Road – Retirement celebration – A cleave poem in retirement unwittingly
| The grey descends | upon the murky glen |
| colourful coats | depressions lift |
| cheered by a stranger | like a bright white light |
| Empty space follows | in the greyness of the glen |
| Who do you think of? | while emptiness prevails |
| Where do we go next? | in the myriad darkness |
Bio: Graham & Fleur Blick: “you never retire”.
