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Excellency 6th September 1988 Watch This Space Biro Calligraphy The Flying Standard Female Of The Species National Tree Week Gregory Crescent Dear Prime Minister Most Glorious Majesty Early Start Scarlet Equus Butterfly Milking Time Chartwell Bird Of Prey Watch Me Skoda Stroll What To Be? Chariot The Sussex Coast The Tarn Golden Cloud Sunrise Do You... Darling |
Dear Joe, Not the way we planned to go, Over endless cups of tea At ten past six and half past three, Earlies and bates, And Sundays too, Never at night, though you did a few. The cards we sorted from around the World, The pictures we'd seen as time unfurled, Places we'd been, And things that we did. You towed me home When my brakes made me skid. The bundles of letters, The full bags that we took, Your Triumph motor That made a thief look. The models you made, The gnomes and the frogs, Paddington Bear And fishermen on logs. We three meant to be A team one day, But you grew too old And then went away. Safe journey, good hunting, Don't make a fuss, Grab a good table, And get in a cuppa For all of us. To Joe Irvine, |