Two Trips to the Orthodontist
Two Trips to the Orthodontist
(a true story)
The orthodontist said to me,
the orthodontist cried,
‘When Adam says he’s cleaned his teeth
he’s obviously lied.
I cannot undertake to treat
a mouth so grim with plaque.
He must buck up his thoughts or else
I cannot have him back!’
‘And look’ she said, ‘these eye teeth here
both sport a li...
Wednesday 20th March 2013 9:22 am
New Library at Pontefract
New Library at Pontefract
(on seeing a film featuring John Betjeman)
Long, long ago, when I was twelve,
John Betjeman was here
to make romance for Pontefract,
to make it very clear
that this was not some ‘northern town’
of legend, cold and drear,
but hill-top place, Italianate -
the self-same atmosphere
that brought the olive growers in
to mark...
Tuesday 2nd October 2012 2:45 pm
Old Money (Fete Day at the Old People's Home)
It's hard for you to sit here and keep
your value. You are at the mercy
of other people's whims. 'Come on'
says the boss. 'Get these residents outside!'
You look bewildered at his brusque
command, compress your lips as if not
quite ready to be addressed in this
peremptory way. 'It's fete day' I explain.
'We're supposed to go out and spend.'
I sell y...
Monday 16th April 2012 9:37 am
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