The taste of Whisky still lingers in memories that I cherish

As I remember sitting at your table with Nancy and a group of friends

Playing cards, no money

Exchanged, the bet, a story from my travels

Round a country that you had been proud to serve and call home.

You smiled in amusement at my capacity to tell a story

And to drink and drink and drink.

We had met the once

In a bar

In a small Wiltshire City where the Greyfisher reigned