Ol' Pointless

A gift, a jewel, each visit delights anew.

Leading nowhere, yet everywhere.

Known and loved by chosen few.

She is our nirvana, our sleeping queen…

A royal flush in our hands.

As beautiful as mountains high or coastal golden sands.

A strain of pure gold at Cheshire’s core.

She’s a super charged tonic, that’s for sure!

Hidden, silent, wonderful

She’s everything and more.

Words - Paul Rance Pictures - Steve Makin & Paul Rance