There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in it's roar. Byron. (There is pleasure in this fling of a story - classic Mills & Boon - light and lovely. Sue)
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in it's roar. Byron. (There is pleasure in this fling of a story - classic Mills & Boon - light and lovely. Sue)
Includes a programme for The British Isles Rugby Touring Team in New Zealand 1959