Apologies for repeating the last post but I couldn’t find it when I searched for it and didn’t know how else to check on visitors.
I don’t have a poem at present but I would like to comment on a TV programme we have been watching. Bradley Walsh and his son have been swanning around the USA having adventures and the pleasure they showed couldn’t have been acting all the time, even if some of the singing as they drove might have been just for the cameras.
There are a lot of these travel shows on TV at the moment, with railways and cars featuring quite often but it is usually the interaction between the participants that leaves a lasting impression. The films of India always keep me enthralled and as I age it is possible that these scenes of distant lands are the most valuable programmes on TV.