I wanted to visit Verulamium, the Roman remains at St. Albans but when I arrived, puffing, the pompous official on the entrance wouldn't let me in because it was fifteen minutes before closing time and I wouldn't have time to view them. 'But I've come twelve thousand miles.' I protested. 'Then you should have left earlier.' he replied, dispassionately.
Swearing copiously I backed off but not long after found myself outside this 14th century gatehouse, now part of St. Albans School. So I worked off my fury on the sketching pad, my mutterings fading with the remains of the day.
© DON DONOVAN. donovan@ihug.co.nz
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