You can’t always be in the right place, at the right time. And when you’re not, you just have to accept it. Make the most of what’s on offer. Refuse to let it spoil the moment.
We’re cramming. Trawling ahead of every journey. On the lookout for any passing NT places. Spread our net wide. Wider than a Bowhead’s mouth. Eager to hook them in. Keen none escape. Today, Uxburgh House and garden gets swallowed up as we move over to Cambridge. Its temporary look, not to our taste.
present a look of authenticity that’s not real.