We set up our own small tee pee
without mod cons, except objects
we could not be without;
fruit salad can opener, mini freezer,
slacks press, Radio Times,
framed picture of our garden gnome
reciting nursery rhymes,
who would not leave our home,
stayed stuck in the middle
of our manicured lawn.
We are better off these days
in the spiritual sense,
and grandma's breathing
has slowed to a stop.
We listen to Radio 4
instead of hearing it.
Eat more barbecued food
and a man is coming to fix
the old boiler next week.
Its little things we miss.
Sainsbury's, the neighbours rows,
the domestic bliss of lying on the roof,
reeking in our dressing gowns.
We've been down here now for a while,
and I'm pretty sure that soon
we'll get to like it.
She's already thinking extensions,
Last night she mentioned bringing
in some rustlers and Indians as lodgers,
so we can afford life's little luxuries.