Whether it turned out good or it turned out bad
casting back through the memory I have to admit
He
were a bonny looking lad, a reet bobby dazzler
as gran used to say.

But everything went wrong or went to Hong Kong and everything else came from China.

These days.

Huddled in corners to have a quick smoke where we spoke of Formosa which always seemed closer than Taiwan ever did.

Those days.

We bid at the auctions to buy friends for the weekends and then we go home on our own.

Self sacrifice is a heresy,
ask them down on the front line
where time wages war
on the poor.

He were still a bonny lad,
mum said,
'takes after his dad'
who
were a bonny lad too.