Dreams of Fish &Chips

Dreams of Fish & Chips

Wrapped in news long forgotten

Rock Eel and greasy chips

A feast in old news wrapped

Salt & vinegar drowned

Clutching mum’s trusting hand

An eager child Duffle-coated,

In grim determination

Leans against the icy wind

Through November’s soggy gloom

To that bright-lit holy shrine,

A Steam-filled cathedral of ready food

Yesterday’s news cocooned the hunger cure

Swift wrapped in yesterday’s news

No time for posh plates

Half way home

We could never wait

Like a stolen kiss

Still burning hot

Tasting even better

Sneakily hidden

Between sheets of

Ink-smudged, paper

Recycled in the sixties