When I am sad an weary,
When I think all hope has gone,
When I walk along High Holborn
I think of you with nothing on.
This poem has always made me smile. And then I stumbled across this picture on a newly discovered blog that's just my cup of tea, or champagne.
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Ooh how lovely more stripes on the page...
Thank you for taking the time.