I was talking to a friend on the phone and she told me how her sister, who is a neighbour of ours, does a circular walk that passes my bench. As she passes she likes to sit on it and take in the view. She often remarks to my friend that she's been on Nick's bench.
As we were speaking on the phone I noticed that the late sun was settling on the bench and I mentioned this to my friend. She said well why don't you go and sit there and think of John. John was my best friend and was her son. He died about 10 years ago.
So after we finished the phone call - she is about to have her diamond wedding anniversary - I went to sit on the bench and have a little contemplation. It's funny what things I think about when on the bench.
