We’d gone for “lunner” or “dinch” to the Boathouse at Forest Park,and I looked out of the enclosed seating area at people who were sitting outside, at the edge of the water.

“A thing of beauty is a joy forever”, goes the saying, and this applies to PYT’s too.

I enjoyed the sunshine through her hair, I enjoyed her smile, and I hope life treats her well…we were ships that pass, not in the night, but in sunshine…will I ever see her again, and will I remember or recognize her if I do? I don’t know…