Local Boy Made ‘Good’

Although you’re glad to have me back,

Eating those chips will give me a heart attack!

I can’t sit in front of the telly all day,

For I fear my brain will waste away.

I don’t want a pint at the Working Men’s Club –

How about we cycle to a gastropub?

I don’t remember Elsie from next door but two,

Even if you are convinced I do.

And I don’t want any more tea,

Unless it’s ceylon, roiboos or elderberry.

You see when I moved away,

I left all of this without a care.

And now when I’m forced to come back here,

I am embarrassed beyond compare.

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  1. Jeez…!!! Indeed sounds like an awful way to spend the day!! 🤦‍♂️🤦‍♂️🤦‍♂️

    A fan of your cycle to a gastropub idea! Not that I can cycle lol 😆

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  2. Brilliant stuff! Really captures that awkwardness of returning to a childhood hometown where you’ve grown but everything else has stagnated. This had some great crisp snapshots to it ❤

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