Visited a berry called Logan and chatted like Wogan!

It was a blustery morn, but I was up at dawn

I dodged the rain, to meet lovely Mrs S...her garden my aim

She said she had her jab, I said me too...and this was fab

She asked me to weed and cut around a berry called Logan

And later we chatted over tea and a biscuit, like the late Terry Wogan

We talked of sad times of late and childhood memories that made us both laugh...of which we both could relate

Mrs S put a huge grin on my face, just by our natter...in her place

And although the weather was cloudy and grey, I think both our world's were made brighter...by meeting today!