There once was a shopper from Somewhere,
The place, everyone says, they don't care
What they really want is much more shop money
To which it was sneered, "Dream on, honey!"
Your turn. You cannot possibly do worse...
The place, everyone says, they don't care
What they really want is much more shop money
To which it was sneered, "Dream on, honey!"
Your turn. You cannot possibly do worse...

My garden in England is full of eating-out places, for heat waves, warm September evenings, or lunch on a chilly Christmas morning. (Mary Quant)