Let’s Visit Poole ….. An Arbour Tale
Let’s Visit Poole
An Arbour Tale
Lynnette and Kumba David were bursting with suppressed excitement: they were going on a train to visit Lynnette’s first home in Poole.
A young lady with glorious turquoise finger nails, travelling to the University College in Bournemouth, was sitting in a seat opposite and offered to hold them up to the window, so that they could see out. They liked watching the trains and enjoyed funny old Bournemouth Station especially.
Kumba David hadn’t been before but Lynnette asked him to go along and take some photographs, as that was what he liked to do.
Oddly enough the first funny photo was of Kumba David himself!
After huggy greetings with Lynnette’s namesake, Lynn, they were hailed by a strange man waving his arms at them!
So began a wonderful afternoon of cake’n’cuppas, flowers, and above all, lovely company.
Kumba David busied himself with the camera.
They took Gertrude to meet new friends …..
They played whizzy games in the bears’ basket…..
…and posed with their little grey friends on the high shelf.
They had a super time.
Back at home the little Grey Teds watched the pictures on Anne’s computer…..
…..and became very excited when they saw Lynnette and Kumba David with Lynn.
When Anne and Lynn had lunched and scoffed the delicious cake, they all toured the shady back garden, which was small and neat like its owners, and filled with fascinating flowers, many of them still in bloom even though it was well into Autumn.
There were strikingly beautiful begonias…..
…..fabulous fuchsias …..
Bounteous baskets overflowing with blossoms …..
…and blooms hiding in corners, pots, or behind the garden bench.
A further wander into the sun-catching front garden revealed ever more beautiful flowers …..
….. and Autumn berries.
The little Teds were enchanted by the fallen blossoms….
….the freckled lanterns …..
The careful lines of pots along the side of the alley and over-wintering already in the small green house, but more delights were in store. They were being taken to the allotment.
Now Anne doesn’t have an allotment so this was going to be something quite new for the Teds to encounter and they were looking forward to it.
They weren’t disappointed….. What space!
After helping Lynn to collect the last viable teeny tiny tomatoes, they had a cuddle.
It was a lovely afternoon.
Back home, after more tea and cake, and a last look out through the shining front window, Teds reluctantly climbed into Anne’s bag for the journey back to Crystal Palace.
Time to go home: “Bye bye Lynn! Au revoir!”
Anne ….. October 25th ….. 2014.