Summer in the City*

A model of the pier A stick of Brighton rock A bargain from Primark A genuine linen frock… Chips on the seafront While seagulls parade -Don’t look now: Be very afraid… Those beady eyes and polished beaks Surveying the humans, those sideshow freaks Walking along like Kings of the Prom Without so much as a […]

Hospital Transport*

People are driving to hospital. How utterly outrageous!! The usage of the motor car These days, just too contagious. Drive and Park- don’t Park ‘n’ Ride- There’s really not much to decide. It’s easy to see just what the fuss is Given the cost of Brighton’s buses… They’re free if you’re retired, That much is […]

The Wheels On The Bus*

Dear Mrs Nice-Lady, With the happy, smiling child, Looking out the window As the bus solemnly files From stop to stop to stop to stop Along the crowded city streets, With more and more folk getting on And fewer claiming seats, If you paused for a moment, I’m sure you would agree Just how much […]


Bus fares in Brighton are enough to frighten The most stalwart of support For Public Transport. Incoming drivers in their hoards Will never willingly come on board, Their right to personal convenience A totally unchallenged right of defence, Polluting the air upon the streets For those of us upon our feet Simply to avoid the […]

Public Rant-Sport…

My Achilles Heel Has been revealed… Incurred by fa-laa When driving the car To a place unknown, That I hadn’t been shown, Couldn’t find on the map And forgot me the satnav… I can’t navigate for toffee! Please, don’t anybody ask me To travel to an unknown place And risk repeated gross disgrace: To go […]