Revelry Revenge*

So… I got up too early The well-worn routine Too much of a habit For this weary machine. And right from the off, It’s been a disaster Starting with a car That wouldn’t go faster. Wouldn’t, in fact, go anywhere at all, Resulting in a telephone call To a local taxi company Hailing their their […]

School’s Out*

To those of you in Education, I bid you a singularly restful vacation, Albeit rather compact in size, -So best leave no room for compromise…(!) ‘Tis well-deserved by all accounts, This week seeing exhaustion mount As students find new energy To counterbalance staff lethargy, With only hours left to go Until it’s time to close […]

British Summer Time*

Holidays. it seems Are really not that restful… All the energy required to make them feel successful- Planning a kind of home-from-home No matter how much we aspire to roam. Packing for every possible event Whether in hotel, apartment or tent. Footwear and waterproofs enter the bargain Hoping for sunshine and expecting the rain… Stalwart […]

Boredom and Disorder*

Lord, I am bored With this six week summer vacation An open-ended stretch of weeks With way more troughs than actual peeks, What with everyone else I know Having jobs where they choose when not to go: A day off here, a morning there, At times of rest when in need of self-care. Reaping the […]

Tomorrow could be the first day of the rest of your life…*

Inch worm, inch worm, Inch towards the end of term… Sticking to that single way That signposts a holiday Squeezing in and out Of tension-filled encounters, (Colleagues that you trust Alongside the Doubters). Resources, rubbish, piled so They signify the time to go, Banquet in the staff room To pacify that sense of doom; Students […]

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 […]

Travelling Travails

We were all going on s summer holiday. But Border Controls’ve got in the way… All the best laid plans laid waste Seeing as how we’re stuck in one place, Unable to move in any direction On account of Controllers’ insurrection.¹ The journey so far’s been reasonably quiet The kids not yet incited to riot, […]