The Picnic
Love's FoundationsThe Picnic We had spent the night together, an evening out to see a movie, an hour and a fifty minute drive to a seaside cinema, built in the sixty’s with Art-Deco styling. We were among less than a dozen patrons, so it offered a wonderfully intimate experience of the film. On return to Kathryn’s house we sat up drinking Tia Maria on ice and listening to Kate Bush and Billy Joel on vinyl. Waking up late I dressed and walk...