For visually challenged writers, the image shows steps up and over a bridge, with narrow alleyways at each side of the bridge.
We always promised we’d return here one day.
It was our first trip abroad, and one that held so many precious memories.
How we laughed when we staggered out of the little restaurant in this alley, you holding me up because I’d had one glass too many, and I’d only had three. Never was a drinker.
Like a couple of kids we giggled up the steps, looking below when we reached the bridge.
You said you’d hire a boat and serenade me on the water, so I started to sing the ice cream song.
Our hotel wasn’t far away, which was just as well as neither of us was in a fit state to drive.
We walked everywhere then didn’t we. Took in the sights, proper little tourists buying our mementos and souvenirs, not to mention those idyllic chocolate honeycomb confections that melted in the mouth and lingered on the tongue as well as the hips.
Oh happy days.
I can hear you now…………………
‘Just one Cornetto……..’ rings out in my memories and I climb those same steps with difficulty.
We promised we’d return here one day, and here we are.
I scatter your ashes my darling, and retire to the same hotel room we shared all those years ago.
I will not be far behind you Beloved, and the landlord, a personal friend, has promised to unite us when my time comes.
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