Another day off together, which is not too shabby
And today we are heading to Westminster Abbey
Is it hot today? Do I wear sandal, shoe or wellie?
Kate and Wills were here, I saw them on the telly
Trained it up to London on the royal wedding trail
All their trees and flowers were now looking stale
Two queues snaked out patrolled by Clergy guards
One for cash and the other for credit cards
Never been that religious and questioned paying
You can get in for free if you tell them you’re praying
Even before we went to the wedding venue
We headed to a cafe to peruse the lunch menu
Val wasn’t too pleased; she thought it looked a little naff
But when we got inside it was the world’s greatest cafe
A selection of everything from steak to curry
A man shouting out orders in Italian cockney
Couldn’t sit down until the order was placed
People sharing seats no room went to waste
Ron used to frequent this place when fixing lifts
No wonder he opted for the morning shifts
Full breakfast for three pounds he mentioned
And said he’d always leave with indigestion
A glorious weather day and the sun we thank
For making it warm as we walk along the south bank
My favourite part of London is how south bank is thought of
Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner sort of
Friday, 6 May 2011
May 3rd
Took wife into work as I usually do
Then I drove the car to be fixed at HiQ
Told them that it’s making a noise, ‘car go bang’
‘Boxy long tubey thing go cling and clang’
I said ‘IT’S VERY LOUD LISTEN AND HEAR’
How longs it been like that asked the man, ‘I have no idea’
There are two things it could be, box or socket
I felt the money disappear from my pocket
The socket is twenty pounds the box is sixty three
I knew it would be the latter as I’m not that lucky
How my car works is beyond my thinking
As there tools start clanking and clinking
They pointed and explained to make things more clear
But I only know how to get in it and steer
I went to the pub round the corner whilst they fitted a part
It must have been easier when it was just a horse and cart
What did you need for a horse, back in the day?
A saddle, some stirrups, reins and some hay
Cheaper to run and easier to park
Although it has no lights for when it’s dark
Horsing around stopped as my phone rang
The car no longer goes clunk and clang
An inexpensive car that sucks up my dosh
And it’s dirty again so back to the broken car wash
Then I drove the car to be fixed at HiQ
Told them that it’s making a noise, ‘car go bang’
‘Boxy long tubey thing go cling and clang’
I said ‘IT’S VERY LOUD LISTEN AND HEAR’
How longs it been like that asked the man, ‘I have no idea’
There are two things it could be, box or socket
I felt the money disappear from my pocket
The socket is twenty pounds the box is sixty three
I knew it would be the latter as I’m not that lucky
How my car works is beyond my thinking
As there tools start clanking and clinking
They pointed and explained to make things more clear
But I only know how to get in it and steer
I went to the pub round the corner whilst they fitted a part
It must have been easier when it was just a horse and cart
What did you need for a horse, back in the day?
A saddle, some stirrups, reins and some hay
Cheaper to run and easier to park
Although it has no lights for when it’s dark
Horsing around stopped as my phone rang
The car no longer goes clunk and clang
An inexpensive car that sucks up my dosh
And it’s dirty again so back to the broken car wash
May 2nd
I hope I get to see some live music this year
As the festival season draws ever near
I always enjoy the atmos that much I remember
From the Isle of Wight in June to the Bestival in September
The sun beating down whilst the music plays
Sleeping off Saturday nights on a lazy Sundays
I miss pooling monies together for drinks tokens
I miss discovering new bands as a new world opens
I miss standing in fields as the sun sets
I miss Bowie, John Butler Trio and the Mystery Jets
I miss the guitars and bass and drums being loud
I miss the pushing and shoving and the roar of the crowd
I miss the fast food and the non stop eating
I miss the familiar faces and the random greetings
I miss people staying over and playing host
I miss cooking barbeque breakfast and burning toast
I miss the chat the fun and the little japes
I miss the forgotten tickets and the lucky escapes
I miss the England shirts and the sun tan lotion
I miss the dissipating crushing crowd commotion
I miss the loud dance parties and going berserk
I miss the big finales and the fireworks
I miss the excitement of walking down to the fields
I miss Keith’s burn legs and how quickly they healed
I miss my friends and festival in many ways
But most of all I think I miss the old days
As the festival season draws ever near
I always enjoy the atmos that much I remember
From the Isle of Wight in June to the Bestival in September
The sun beating down whilst the music plays
Sleeping off Saturday nights on a lazy Sundays
I miss pooling monies together for drinks tokens
I miss discovering new bands as a new world opens
I miss standing in fields as the sun sets
I miss Bowie, John Butler Trio and the Mystery Jets
I miss the guitars and bass and drums being loud
I miss the pushing and shoving and the roar of the crowd
I miss the fast food and the non stop eating
I miss the familiar faces and the random greetings
I miss people staying over and playing host
I miss cooking barbeque breakfast and burning toast
I miss the chat the fun and the little japes
I miss the forgotten tickets and the lucky escapes
I miss the England shirts and the sun tan lotion
I miss the dissipating crushing crowd commotion
I miss the loud dance parties and going berserk
I miss the big finales and the fireworks
I miss the excitement of walking down to the fields
I miss Keith’s burn legs and how quickly they healed
I miss my friends and festival in many ways
But most of all I think I miss the old days
Wednesday, 4 May 2011
May 1st
Sunday is the day God rested I believe in that for sure
Especially if he was out all day at a wedding the day before
Had no energy what so ever could be blown over by a gust
So at ten A.m we headed in to eat a full monty breakfast
I couldn’t eat all my brekkie if fact I felt a little sick
Only help zap my energy, feeling more lethargic
The Woodley’s turned up Stu, Julie, Sam and Daisy
The grown up people’s memories were somewhat hazy
They put a brave face on it, didn’t appear to be at all ill
They had to come back to the pub as they ‘forgot’ to pay the bill
And so we trekked to The Swan, as we had the day prior
And even though it was hot outside, we sat inside by the fire
With everyone all check out an unrecognisable in their civvies
We bid a fond farewell to the hotel and all its skivvies
Took a detour en route home to bump into my mother
But drained by the efforts of yesterday we went home to recover
What a wonderful experience, great party and great food
And as I get my energy back I’m in the party mood
A beautiful and wonderful occasion with eyes springing leaks
Looking forward to the next wedding, Matt and Lucy’s in three weeks
Especially if he was out all day at a wedding the day before
Had no energy what so ever could be blown over by a gust
So at ten A.m we headed in to eat a full monty breakfast
I couldn’t eat all my brekkie if fact I felt a little sick
Only help zap my energy, feeling more lethargic
The Woodley’s turned up Stu, Julie, Sam and Daisy
The grown up people’s memories were somewhat hazy
They put a brave face on it, didn’t appear to be at all ill
They had to come back to the pub as they ‘forgot’ to pay the bill
And so we trekked to The Swan, as we had the day prior
And even though it was hot outside, we sat inside by the fire
With everyone all check out an unrecognisable in their civvies
We bid a fond farewell to the hotel and all its skivvies
Took a detour en route home to bump into my mother
But drained by the efforts of yesterday we went home to recover
What a wonderful experience, great party and great food
And as I get my energy back I’m in the party mood
A beautiful and wonderful occasion with eyes springing leaks
Looking forward to the next wedding, Matt and Lucy’s in three weeks
April 30th
It’s already Saturday and the big wedding is today
If I’m a little nervous, what about Hayley and Gray
In our hotel room with its special black out blind
My speech later on is now playing on my mind
Finished with the bed for now time for the breakfast
Lately time for catching up with some old friends from the past
Only eleven am and after eating our morning meals
Karen getting ready in our cosy room, me kicking my heals
Laid back on our spring bed, rubbing my well feed belly
Grabbed hold of my remote control and flicked aimlessly through the telly
Thinking I couldn’t go to the pub alone to grab a cheeky beer
Wife took a call on her phone, look out the Woodley’s are here
Chatting with friends over a brew, making quite a racket
Stu trying desperately not to crease his precious linen jacket
Catching up on old times and being rather silly
Checking out Stu’s new look, he’s gone all rockabilly
We all headed down to the Swan Hotel in our finest finery
All ready for the wedding which was upon us finally
Meeting friends not seen in a while, lots of hugging and kissing
Asking how things were going more handshakes and well wishing
The ceremony and meal gone already how quick the time was flying
Stu coming up to me and saying, ‘I can’t stop crying!’
Positive comments from about my speech, it’s nice to have some feedback
And looking forward to being in bed as the stamina of youth I lack
Even though Cleaver wasn’t drinking, he was still the party goer
And when the music and mood was right he bought out the lawn mower
The music drooped like my eyes as we all began to tire
And even though we were in the west, we headed to Bedfordshire
If I’m a little nervous, what about Hayley and Gray
In our hotel room with its special black out blind
My speech later on is now playing on my mind
Finished with the bed for now time for the breakfast
Lately time for catching up with some old friends from the past
Only eleven am and after eating our morning meals
Karen getting ready in our cosy room, me kicking my heals
Laid back on our spring bed, rubbing my well feed belly
Grabbed hold of my remote control and flicked aimlessly through the telly
Thinking I couldn’t go to the pub alone to grab a cheeky beer
Wife took a call on her phone, look out the Woodley’s are here
Chatting with friends over a brew, making quite a racket
Stu trying desperately not to crease his precious linen jacket
Catching up on old times and being rather silly
Checking out Stu’s new look, he’s gone all rockabilly
We all headed down to the Swan Hotel in our finest finery
All ready for the wedding which was upon us finally
Meeting friends not seen in a while, lots of hugging and kissing
Asking how things were going more handshakes and well wishing
The ceremony and meal gone already how quick the time was flying
Stu coming up to me and saying, ‘I can’t stop crying!’
Positive comments from about my speech, it’s nice to have some feedback
And looking forward to being in bed as the stamina of youth I lack
Even though Cleaver wasn’t drinking, he was still the party goer
And when the music and mood was right he bought out the lawn mower
The music drooped like my eyes as we all began to tire
And even though we were in the west, we headed to Bedfordshire
April 29th
Another Bank holiday and another day free
Prince Williams wedding is on the TV
Fill the morning with minor celebs and royal friends
Telling us of the two princes latest trends
What they’ll be eating and at what time
Both pristinely dressed and looking in their prime
As for me I’m wearing my brown cords
Driving up to the Swindish fjords
Heading to Swindon to see our friends celebrate
Hayley and Graham’s wedding not Will and Kate’s
Arrived in Bibury in under two hours
Hoping weather holds as they’ve forecast showers
We’ve packed our very best clothes and shoes
So if the weather does change then we can choose
We will be the second best dressed him and her
Looking our best as we sign the register
Get to the Catherine wheel wipe our feet on the mat
Found our room, luckily we don’t want to swing a cat
A nice little room which will do us for the night
A small wardrobe small telly and small amount of light
A converted old barn with en suite showers
This will do fine for our sleeping hours
A short walk from where the ceremony will be
So we won’t have to fork out for a taxi
After a long day, we decide to go to bed
Tomorrow we will see our friends get wed
Prince Williams wedding is on the TV
Fill the morning with minor celebs and royal friends
Telling us of the two princes latest trends
What they’ll be eating and at what time
Both pristinely dressed and looking in their prime
As for me I’m wearing my brown cords
Driving up to the Swindish fjords
Heading to Swindon to see our friends celebrate
Hayley and Graham’s wedding not Will and Kate’s
Arrived in Bibury in under two hours
Hoping weather holds as they’ve forecast showers
We’ve packed our very best clothes and shoes
So if the weather does change then we can choose
We will be the second best dressed him and her
Looking our best as we sign the register
Get to the Catherine wheel wipe our feet on the mat
Found our room, luckily we don’t want to swing a cat
A nice little room which will do us for the night
A small wardrobe small telly and small amount of light
A converted old barn with en suite showers
This will do fine for our sleeping hours
A short walk from where the ceremony will be
So we won’t have to fork out for a taxi
After a long day, we decide to go to bed
Tomorrow we will see our friends get wed
April 28th
Winding down to three days off together
Nothing can spoil it, not even the weather
To Bibury is where we will be heading
To witness the weekends most important wedding
Everything sorted, nothing left to the last minute
I get a text from Graham saying he wants me in it
Can I write something to close off his speech?
So for my nice parker pen and paper I reach
In fact it didn’t take me long at all
Read through it a few times so as not to stumble or fall
It’s a nice little ditty that bounces and flows
There is even a small reference to the One Show
It won’t bring tears or make knees buckle
I read it out loud and it made the wife chuckle
To Swindon we are driving about midday Friday
I’m hoping the roads empty in that ‘28 days later’ way
Researching our B&B and with glee my hands rub
We are staying next to a fully working pub
Tonight Wife is organising what she is taking
Whilst I’m busy poetry making
Cutting off the labels from my new wedding suit
Also polishing my wedding shoes to boot
I took the car to see the carwash bloke
And halfway through the cleaning the carwash broke
It’s nothing like the song when they say
I filled up and I still had to pay
Nothing can spoil it, not even the weather
To Bibury is where we will be heading
To witness the weekends most important wedding
Everything sorted, nothing left to the last minute
I get a text from Graham saying he wants me in it
Can I write something to close off his speech?
So for my nice parker pen and paper I reach
In fact it didn’t take me long at all
Read through it a few times so as not to stumble or fall
It’s a nice little ditty that bounces and flows
There is even a small reference to the One Show
It won’t bring tears or make knees buckle
I read it out loud and it made the wife chuckle
To Swindon we are driving about midday Friday
I’m hoping the roads empty in that ‘28 days later’ way
Researching our B&B and with glee my hands rub
We are staying next to a fully working pub
Tonight Wife is organising what she is taking
Whilst I’m busy poetry making
Cutting off the labels from my new wedding suit
Also polishing my wedding shoes to boot
I took the car to see the carwash bloke
And halfway through the cleaning the carwash broke
It’s nothing like the song when they say
I filled up and I still had to pay
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