So The Conversation Began

And before long we had been
All over the British Isles

We kicked off
In Greenwich and Blackheath
Her home for forty years

Before she moved
To Lincolnshire
Via the Highlands of Scotland

Life had begun in Northumberland
Hexham actually, seventy-one years ago
Of course she asked where I hailed from

And when I said Holmfirth
Last of the Summer Wine Country
She said that her friend

The Shepherd from the North
Loved that programme, because
The land looked better for the sheep

Of course we both agreed
About the beauty of the valleys
But I spoke of the long hard winters

Which led her to talk of her time
In Swaledale, North Yorkshire
I countered

Preferring Poacher cheese
And the flatlands, which lead
Easily to the coastal resorts

I hope we can chat again she said, but
Today I have to dash off for a massage