Rain all you like, you can’t stop enjoyment
Of me and Josie driving here and there
Free spirits, me in my forties, still bent
On exploration and learning, and her
Still seven and a half, but seeing there
Is more out there than cul-de-sacs and rules
On how to dress and talk and cut your hair
I missed the turning and went into Wales
We found a Greek café and ate our meals
Then, while the Pope’s still here, was it now meant
To go to Holywell, holy water
On our doorstep, but this miracle failed
Because of ongoing refurbishment
Instead I showed her medieval Chester
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