You know, Ashbourne has an air of retired colonel country about it. How these two had made it past the sentry post I’m not sure, but I was rather pleased they had.
Thursday, 17 March 2016
The Viking and the Waif.
I saw what might be described as a mismatched couple in Ashbourne today. He was around 6ft 2, heavily built with a mightily oversized belly, and had short-cropped blond hair. She was more like 4ft10, bean pole skinny and virtually shapeless, with long black hair that didn’t exactly bounce and glisten. But she giggled and laughed a lot and he smiled back. They seemed entirely comfortable with one another, and not at all concerned that they were a little under-clad for the chilly north east wind that had last made landfall somewhere in the vicinity of Svalbard.