Cleo always wishes to join my dinner parties.
(That and she smells anything dairy with an immediacy that
never ceases to amaze.)
It was a simple meal.
Freshly bought bakery bread, soup, and a mixed bean salad.
Afterwards tea, cake and fruit.
Read out loud were witty, deft and beautiful lyrical poems.
I look forward to having another dinner party
with such lovely friends.
