Today in Lyme Regis I bought a bundle of old letters in a second hand book shop. They are full of little gems of history and I may share some more at some point. For now though this is a love poem from the 1940′s.
Isn’t this touching. Or perhaps you find it intrusive. If Ann is still alive she must be very old now, but as the letters were there for me to buy, I suspect that she and her love have passed on.