I remember when the pub was full of old men

I remember when the pub was full of old men

(a poem made up of 3 overheard bits of conversations, edited together)

I have this old fashioned phone until June
that is what I was clumsily trying to say, lets just
take this idea and really run with it, these days a kindle,
an average man on an island, they don’t know what they want to achieve
face it, things that attack people.

When I was going to go to university 1981,
a well thought of college Jesuit,
I didn’t know anyone from my cohort.
Did you ever teach, day it was
and hard to get divorced, nowadays,
so many factors. So many after school programmes,
yes I understand, my wife being an alcoholic.
That’s just the way it is.
Social services, not not very good
Ive got a long way to go down
I didn’t sleep for an hour.

Right, right, she went to France
worked for a legal firm and now she’s not teaching French
and I really respect her.
If he steps out of line I think fair enough.
Most kids his age. I come back to that.
It’s a hard way of saying the facts,
your point of view, is chasing a hard arse with kids.

I’m going to give up my job and get my pension paid.

My youngest daughter is a teacher, a temporary job
in this sophisticated society, we love with the causes we’ve got.

Reason No. 27