Sonnet 618 - Wednesday 14 May 2008
The Scots are in town for a football match
The sun is blazing down on their blue shirts
Their dehydrated town-centrewards march
Their somewhat spine-chilling mass vocal bursts
We've heard them all day from the office. Worse,
I'm planning on seeing a film in town
Near Albert Square, where a big screen alerts
The drunken throng to how it's going down
In the nearby Man City football ground
Meanwhile I'll be in a dark room to catch
The latest Joy Division movie, versed
Even more in doomy Manc folklore, found
Truth in the Cornerhouse, shadowplay watched
Then home to catch the match, glass of wine nursed
See below for the mess left by the fans! (I also talk about the film I went to see).