Fish and Chips

Been to see my Mum (now 89) and Dad (now 96) and we used the steak knives to eat our fish and chips today. These visits always bring back childhood memories.

Making a Meal of It

What did you do at school today?

Played football.

Where are you going now?

To play football.

What time will you be back?

After football.

Football! Football! Football!
That's all I ever hear.

Well!

Well don't be late for tea.

OK.

We're having football casserole.

Eh?

Followed by football crumble.

What?

Washed down with a ...

As if I can't guess!

nice pot of...

I'm not listening!

...tea.



Poem copyright Bernard Young
From Brilliant by Bernard Young, Kingston Press, 2000