*Brassai - Kissing In The Cafe*
While we were in Bibury N read me a poem from one of the books in our cottage. It is by John Betjeman and it is called In A Bath Teashop. I love it.
In A Bath Teashop
"Let us not speak, for the love we bear one another -
Let us hold hands and look."
She such a very ordinary little woman;
He such a thumping crook;
But both for a moment, little lower than the angels
In the teashop's ingle-nook.