On the outside looking in!

Again celebrating my 200th post. It's back to the ducks and a favourite picture that I have been waiting to post.

And some silly John Betjeman poetry to go with it!

In the licorice fields at Pontefract
My love and I did meet
And many a burdened licorice bush
Was blooming round our feet;
Red hair she had and golden skin,
Her sulky lips were shaped for sin,
Her sturdy legs were flannel-slack’d,
The strongest legs in Pontefract.