freezing white plump middle aged

Greetings dear Friend

You have been my companion through half a century.

Through anorak holidays in the rain, excitedly pumping big pennies into slot machines

And a fellow traveller in exploring Europe for the first time in our heady student days

Wherever I’ve been in good times and bad

You’ve been there, travelling across the globe to keep the link alive

Making the effort to call or write

Using every means to bridge the distance

You’ve been generous and kind

I remember my fiftieth birthday and you took me to my first spa

Soaking up the novelty of being pampered head to toe

I remember all the laughter and time together and grin

I hate how every year in April you come to the north coast and insist we enter the sea at the White Rocks in bathing suits, freezing white Plump middle aged women screaming with the pain

Why did that become a tradition I want to know!