A photo of the square on the early morning walk, this is an image I have lived and loved, it has been a good time. I came here five years after chemo and it has been literally my reconstruction.
Funny how things get compartmentalised, into context?
Moving on..
One week
And all of this
Will be the past.
We start again,
And all the things
That didn’t last,
Are staying;
In before we moved
From Twickenham.
They now remain
Eternal unimproved,
The memory
Used.
No longer
Just off Richmond Lock,
To Lambeth now.
The giddy heights
That will become,
New sleepless nights,
With people we have
Not yet met,
Lost, found,
Unacquainted,
Left behind,
And gone ahead?
ailsa wishes... 
Good luck 😊