A postcard from Bournemouth

For what it's worth, the doggerel written in my lamentable handwriting is as follows:

Seaside

The dirigible floats aloft,
Like bubbles from a swooping sword,
The cloudy candy floss is soft,
And Meg by Stephen is adored.

The sun burns sempiternally
A holiday with sun is rare,
But cricket bat infernally
Denies Steph's legendary flair.

This postcard was indeed sent from Bournemouth. In return, I received a postcard from Steph bearing the legend: 'Wish you were here?'. As we wrote them together, although angrily protecting the identity of the postcard and their inscriptions, it merited a chuckle.

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