Manchester (via salford) 16th December 2018

The on line post it notes

Continued to drop in my in box

Reminiscences from a female acquaintance

I knew since I was small.

Meet you by the market

Where the gluhwein flows

And the big tree is lit up by the national grid

So, off to town goes Charlie Brown

To meet his gorgeous tinker-belle

Wrapped up like a bug

All nice and snug

Where under the lights

Of Christmas bright, we walk round the stalls

Decorating the halls

And after a repast and a drink

A kiss in the square where

We met up, there.