Romey was a traveller. Wanderlust in his genes, he could be seen tramping the highways and byways of rural England. An anachronism, with his possessions in a red and white polka-dot neckerchief on a pole slung over his shoulder, he was the wandering wind with a devil-may-care persuasion, accruing debts then moving on. Until he fell in love.
Julie was a bucksome lass of 19 when he bumped into her whilst escaping from a money lender. She followed him everywhere, eating pies to pass the time, until she became huge.
A tragic story. Romey owed and Juliet.
Neville Hunt almost 9 years ago
Thanks Michelle; glad you like it!
Neville Hunt almost 9 years ago
...and thanks Anna Maria.
Neville Hunt almost 9 years ago
Sorry Drew...I should be ashamed of that!
D.M. almost 9 years ago
It went down well with the morning coffee! Thanks.
Neville Hunt almost 9 years ago
You're welcome D.M.
Olga Klezovitch almost 9 years ago
Good one!