for 27 minutes we queued this Sunday
between the police notices saying:
"No parking on the verges", in the rain,
under a violet sky where the last of the
weeks consumering was to take place.
For 15 minutes we walked in a muddy field
scraped and dotted and discarded on by
the booters who disappeared in front of our
(the booty hunters) eyes. With three over-priced
Tomato plants, some pea-netting and a drill bit,
we squelched back to the car and here we sit:
I experiment by looking into people's eyes,
most look away, some smile that ridiculous Cheshire
way that says: "I am smiling at you and mean no harm -
Please Go away". We are queuing again, in more rain
and vying for places, ways out, fast exit spotting
with our under exercised bargain spotting eyes.
I wish I had bought that stethoscope for £4.00.
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