Two ole duffers landed at a forgotten church-yard; to set-up tea things upon a big level tombstone — out touring for Sunday afternoon when late

It started out as a fine day on the coast of a small town in California: summoned to appear by late morning, to explain myself,

Rudi was under the full canopy of a big park tree for asummer’s afternoon, joined by another Yankee in KensingtonGardens. It was West London on