Every time I go to Scarborough I think if only Jane and I had visited the week before we’d have seen The Beatles in their heyday performing live at The Futurist, but we went the week after so we missed them. It was a painful mistake as we could have gone the week before if we’d… Continue reading Scarborough back in the days of “Love, love me do…”
‘As I said to Maisie, I just love a splash of red, soooo New York don’t you think?’ ‘What did she say?’ ‘She looked at me, raised an eyebrow and said “A long-lost love once told me I looked unbeatable in black and I’ve worn nothing but black since”.’ ‘Now you mention it Maisie does… Continue reading A Splash of Red – a fictional flight of fancy.
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