Good Old Blighty's Summertime..
You struggle through the long cold Winter, feel renewed with the coming
of fresh life in Spring...and then comes Summer...and Summer in England,
is like no other...usually very, very wet...A very British rant from
yours truly...
In good old Blighty, we are well known,
for having soggy weather...
And as this Summer's passing by,
we are just getting wetter...
The BBQ that we had bought,
sits idly gathering rust..
We had dreamed of evening meals,
(if it stayed dry long enough!)
The furniture that sits outside,
that cost us such a lot...
Is looking rather damp and grey,
and now begun to rot.
Rain watering down the drinkipoos..
And dripping off my nose..
A soggy flower in my hair,
and in wet weather clothes..
But we have the British spirit,
Friends came, and brought their fellers..
But t'wasn't that successful,
as we stood under umbrellas...
Where are the parties, we had planned,
Of evenings warm and fine?
Welcome to Britains weather,
Good Old Blighty's Summertime!
Copyright Photographic Image/Poem B.D Borresen. July2011.
for having soggy weather...
And as this Summer's passing by,
we are just getting wetter...
The BBQ that we had bought,
sits idly gathering rust..
We had dreamed of evening meals,
(if it stayed dry long enough!)
The furniture that sits outside,
that cost us such a lot...
Is looking rather damp and grey,
and now begun to rot.
Rain watering down the drinkipoos..
And dripping off my nose..
A soggy flower in my hair,
and in wet weather clothes..
But we have the British spirit,
Friends came, and brought their fellers..
But t'wasn't that successful,
as we stood under umbrellas...
Where are the parties, we had planned,
Of evenings warm and fine?
Welcome to Britains weather,
Good Old Blighty's Summertime!
Copyright Photographic Image/Poem B.D Borresen. July2011.