Polly On Ham Hill

I met Roger and Polly for one of our regular Monday walk and coffee sessions, with the emphasis on the coffee, sitting in the sun outside the pub and chatting. 

Our day was made when a lady who was sitting on the table next to us, who appeared to have cerebral palsy, got up to leave and, as she passed our table, told us she thought we were ‘cute’ and insisted on giving us both a peck on the cheek.

A long time since either of us old codgers had been called cute !

Here’s Polly enjoying the view from the Memorial.