Were you there?

Picture this, you’re gazing down Upon that smoky factory town. Weaves of streets spread out, converge And from the houses boys emerge. . Boys in boots and boys in wellies Skinny boys and boys with bellies Tiny boys with untied laces Brainy boys with violin cases . The match was played to certain rules By […]

Dad on the Line . I’m playing in this big game New kit, great pitch Proper goals with proper nets All of a sudden With rattle and scarf And a flask of tea … there’s Dad Come on, my son! says Dad Square ball! says Dad We are the champions! says Dad Que sera, sera. […]