A Yorkshire Curry

We descended, one night unintended,

 upon our new favourite curry location,

 by way of a birthday celebration,

 and booked the next night for a meal,

 now this is the appeal, the Yorkshire zeal,

 where openness and a friendly greeting

 have become the norm on every meeting, 

we arrived the following night dead on time, 

slotted into a lovely table, next to a friendly bunch

, I got the feeling, call it a hunch, the kids had lunched

 upon the flavours of the subcontinent before, 

with confidence, G and C knew what to ask for, 

and waited patiently with child like glee, 

once the food had been delivered and dispatched, 

a plan was hatched to colour quietly on the floor, 

we talked to their parents, so obviously able 

of creating such confident young adults, 

we had no doubts, when from below came hoots and shouts,

the comment which would mark the evening out, 

left us both laughing and our mouths gaping, 

when we were told the children were vaping, 

it was just another lightness of Yorkshire heart, 

which is why we chose to move here from the start.