I was a winner
the proudest box of
cornflakes at the fancy
dress parade. In fact I was
the only box of cornflakes and
my little sister was the only
The competition was pretty stiff and included
a box of daz, a wicked witch, a goat that resembled
a famous celebrity, a man dressed as a woman
an upside down clown and a giant spider with
its flies undone.
Grandad had great difficulty reaching his decision
and was slow handclapped when
his pipe broke down.
We were a one horse, one hearse
one channel town, and on a clear day
could see Africa and even Alan Whicker without
a flicker on our bush TV. And everyone
knew everyone and nobody harmed nobody
and somebody was always pinching
Bunty Pareshape's bottom.
Next day, to celebrate, mother made us her
special pudding of starey, squarey, sponge boys and custard
with 'all new' half cherry mouths and rag doll physics.
We mashed them to a pulp and drank
lots of lemonade.