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What are your future travel plans?
It doesn’t have to be hot
It doesn’t have to be sandy.
I’d like there to be a pier
That is still working this year.
Maybe a promenade
Brass band playing a tango
Or Waltzers spinning and twirling
Horses galloping on the Carousel.
That would suit me very well..
Gulls stealing chips
Waves rolling in
My head in a spin
From the loud wind blowing…
And of course a stick of rock
Peppermint flavoured
The resorts name written
right through it.
Up the hill round the corner, down the other side, urban jungle, walking through terraced houses and past the church. Over into a housing estate… It might be good to go further, but I’m not allowed.
I still want to walk along a beach, water lapping the shore. The sound of water trickling through pebbles, sand and shells.
Buying sticks of rock, fish and chips, a drink of bitter shandy. Seagulls trying to steal your ice-cream.
I can dream!
Mallaband-Brown