I think of the Silver birches in winter, with their purple branches, The great tree's, woods full of bluebells, like a carpet, The sea crashing on the breakers, buttercups in the sunshine, and the birds, Oh! how beautiful their song in the morning, and the sunrise over the back of my garden. I also think of Strawberries and cream and Twinnings tea, with sandwiches on china plates and teapots! Roaring fires and hot chestnuts. And Bangers and mash, YUM yum!!