THE BOY FROM THE SOUTH:
They met in an east London cafe recounting the journeys
that had brought them to this junction.The boy from South
of the boarder who’d cheated death to travel North & the
old timer who’d danced around the radio as the boy lay in
his hospital bed.
Their stories described sinuous twists, criss-crossing at
random points in history, but never meeting until today.
At every recognition of similarity in their story they
rocked with laughter making everyone around them smile,
the lights ever brighter in their eyes.
(K)
Karl Hyde 
Good one Bijoy… Its as simple as it could be… Thanks for the crisp, but straight approach in detailing….
I used to go to rough trade. I loved drinking coffee there. wanna go back Eastend, wanna get out rainy Japan.