Lois Elsden
WRITER
Where the bee sucks…
Where the bee sucks, there suck I: In a cowslip’s bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat’s back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
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Plymouth… gin!
So many of my friends enjoy gin… usually with tonic and ice and a slice of lemon, sometimes in other cocktails… I wish I liked it… the elegant pleasure that my friends enjoy, I can’t tell you what is it abut gin that I don’t like, the smell certainly, the perfumy taste… Even so, I […]
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