the sky is a sunny cloudless blue the roads dry after last night's rain
the little cottages on beulah road their wooden verandahs where bicycles vie with potted shrubs and wrought iron whatsits and pink crepe myrtles in the gardens and frangipanis
the discount shop is opening a girl puts white plastic boxes outside smiles and says good morning
a long time waiting at the portrush lights
on the parade an old man in a gopher on the footpath beep-beeps and passes us saying thanks
later we catch him up
people sit outside cibo's drinking lattes frappes capuccinos and baby capuccinos picking at cakes
all is as it is
but vini's gone
portrush-beulah crossing is a danger for pedestrians
and so is magill road
Saturday, March 20, 2010
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