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Blog Post No 137

Too many years and a day

Whilst in Headingley far away

On the grapevine did I hear, shall we say

A stagecoach arriving in Malton one day

And to bring

Spectacle, happiness, wrapped up with string.

What a scoop for a painter like me

To get there on time and wanting to see

How it was to be travelling in that old fashioned way

By stately coach and rich apparel

Either outside or in

And hand down that trunk he said with a grin.

Was it worth early start to get there on time

To take many photos and enjoy in that place

The horses, that stagecoach,those people

All dressed

In costumes,the richness of colours, all there to see

Then homewards with memris, and photos, oh lucky me.