A Nice View

A Nice View My shed is full of stuff I´m not using and should, when get around to it, throw on a skip. In the corner there is a golf bag full of rusty clubs, a reminder of the days when I genuinely tried to be middle class, a family of mice live there now, their entrance is a hole in the bottom of the bag. They are safe there and probably snug. On the left side of the bay in Cascais, there used to be green slopes, now they are full of buildings facing the sea. Everyone likes to live where beauty is, nice view and green slopes; they build houses there and roads. Just more golf bags far from the greens...