EPISODES WITH SUTCLIFFE AND INGRID.A Poem by Terry CollettSCHOOLBOYS AND GIRL IN 1950S LONDON.
You walked home
from school with Sutcliffe (O’Brien was off with dysentery which Eddie thought was a load of s**t) along the New Kent Road by the shop from which you bought a stamp album and the silver looking 6 shooter gun and holster with the belt with pretend bullets all around in little holders and Eddie said his big sister was beginning to spend too much time in the washroom getting herself all geared up for her boyfriend and that his dad banged on the door wanting to get in for his shave ( she’d used all the hot water her mother had boiled in the copper for the family bath that night and his sister had bellowed back I’ve got to look my best I can’t go out smelling like a dead rat and Eddie laughed (his buck teeth showing) and Dad told her she’d feel his hand across her backside if she got too mouthy with him so she shut her noise and came out all dolled up you her hair all piled high her lipstick bright red her tight skirt and Dad said if you think you’re going out dressed like that you can think again but she did and that was it and Mum said to him she's only young once but he just shaved and moaned and I could hear him muttering to himself and so Eddie went on (O’Brien would have baited him about his sister would have riled him bad but he was away and Eddie was glad) and so you got to the corner of Deacon Way where Sutcliffe lived and so you walked across the road to Meadow Row and he waved and you watched his blonde cropped hair and black uniform disappear from sight and walked towards home hands in pockets satchel on your back scuffed shoes kicking stones onto the bombsite home to tea of bread and jam then out with Ingrid on the balcony looking down over the ledge at the people passing or kids playing making a din until her father called her with his rough voice and she went back in. © 2013 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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