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 […]

British Summer Time*

The sun has got its hat on: Rare cause for celebration!! The simultaneous signal To disrobe across the nation… The clouds now in abeyance But who knows for how long, It’s time to get near-naked, Join the sun-worshippers’ throng. Is this what other nations mean By British ‘eccentricity’? -The stripping off at the drop of […]


The sun has got his hat on, Hip hip hip hooray! Everybody everywhere With so much on display… An annual manifestation Of our sun-deprived nation, Every body happy In assorted states of grace- This the time of year When fashion changes pace. Absolutely anything goes From covered to near-naked As sun-starved solar worshippers Prepare to […]

Wear Sunscreen*

Summer time And the Nation’s obsessed With the simple prospect of how to dress, Chaps (to be fair) having limited voice: Shorts versus slacks not much of a choice. Women, though, seem to lose all sense Of how wearing too little may cause offence, Bra straps and worse to be seen from all sides A […]

Wear Sunscreen*

We’re all going on a summer holiday!¹ General Excitement plays Abject Disarray… The musing and choosing and strewing of garments A very particular sartorial torment, The What-Will-The-Weather-Be-Like conversations, In spite of all published information. The default position of British hope For something akin to minor sun-stoke, Lobster-red, mixing pleasure and pain (While silently vowing not […]