Small moments of warmth

 

Dear Reader, 

 

Great Yarmouth is a seaside town which gave its name to the wider Borough of Great Yarmouth.   Yarmouth has been a resort since 1760 and a gateway from the Norfolk Broads to the North sea.

Through the 20th century Yarmouth boomed as a resort with a promenade, pubs, trams, fish and chip shops, theatres, the pleasure Beach, the sea Life centres, and a Victorian seaside Winter Garden in cast iron and glass. 

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From John Ruskin  March 28th  1886   in Lancashire

 'Softest quiet poised clouds, calm lake in sunshine,  the sound of steams from hills, and the sense of peaceful power in all things.' 

  

 

 

Small moments of warmth

 

 

 

 

I remember a little warmth,

Joey trotting the family through Norfolk lanes,

the small yellow trap swaying in the sunshine.

 

I remember picnics on Yarmouth beach

with enough blue sky ‘to make a sailor’s trouser’.

We ate cucumber sandwiches, Penguin biscuits.

 

I remember dark evenings,

the small warm flame from a Tilly lamp

lighting the kitchen, and sometimes for supper

we had chicken, chocolate mousse.

 

I remember a warm holiday in France

squeezed into the back of a car,
singing old thirties love songs.

 

But will these small moments of warmth,

at the end, be enough to heat and split

the heavy stones that circle the human heart,
allow salt tears to trickle through the cracks?

 

 

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With very best wishes, Patricia 

 

 

 

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