'yes - can I have a latte - please'
'a latte' he corrects me
the deck of the terrace
is hung with bunting
of blue white and pink
...
a woman in lycra
with a camera on her helmet
breaks into a shriek of delight
to kiss the owner
his blush is deeper than his apron
as she in excitement flaps her hands - laughing -
and I smile too
at this reversal of cliche
...
and the shoulder haired mums
chat and agree
that it's nice to catch up in the sun
with a brief americano
The Blue Book
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