|Joss - she took me gleaning, yesterday|
|We went out for a quick little walk -|
|and came home hours later, talked-out and -|
And do you see that bottle, next to the windfall apples? That was on the bonnet of Joss's car waiting for her - a gift from a friend who makes it himself. It's the most glorious orange liqueur - I wish you could taste it.
It has the taste of friendship. Friendship and oranges.
Heart you, France...