its a bailey …

Posted: October 9, 2012 in its a bailey ...
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… blur   the pop group blur   produced an album called modern life is rubbish     there are so many things about life today that are rubbish  that get us depressed and low     am i the only one who remembers life as a simpler study      who remembers certain childhood memories with a desperation and an overwhelming longing to be walking to school again   eight years old    in wellington boots while ribbons of frost hang from the park woods and spiders webs glisten    swaying in the soft breeze and the morning sun     i am eight years old and there is no perceived threat   no one as far as i know has learned that word   paedofile  goddam those perverts     i love the crunching noise my boots make in the fresh fallen snow and looking back   breathing clouds   to see the trail i  and only i have made across that wonderful grassy   but for today  white parkland  that i was so lucky enough to enjoy as a child     my brother played a roundhead in a pageant for the anniversary of my childhood school     he and a pal had to run from the park woods to the pond at the lower end of that same local park   for a cavalier to shoot him with a replica musket   it produced a sharp crack that resounded across the park to where we all stood watching   as a puff of grey smoke came from the gun and my brother had to fall like a dead man   wearing his realistic roundhead helmet   suede tunic and brown  baggy britches and thigh high leather boots   i was so proud of my brother that day and so sad that he had fallen in battle    i was almost as proud of him as the day he heard i was going into hospital to have my adenoids removed and he bought me a swoppet knight on horseback at the local toy shop  this when i was 5 years old     this was just days after christmas and we walked together  for probably the only time   in the dark evening   to the toy store   right next to that same gorgeous park and those same adorable woods that i walked through to school every morning   the toy shop was owned by a tall happy   man  whose head was shiny like jupiter who had a mellow  rich voice   a happy chuckle  and a glint in his eye     i sorta loved that old man and my visits to his shop     i could say that then and will still say it today because i dont believe he was a jimmy saville   or a lecherous beast     modern life sure is rubbish   …

…  its a bailey  …   october 9 2012

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