Page 1 of 1

Memories of the times of Just William and school satchels

PostPosted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 3:36 pm
by Victors Mate
Nostalgia isn’t what it was. Memories of the times of Just William and school satchels

Camberley

I wonder whether you would make
A friend of Mrs. Kittiwake?
Colonel Kittiwake, it's true,
Is not the sort of man for you.
I'll tell you how to get to know
Their cosy little bungalow.
When sunset gilds the Surrey pines
The fam'ly usually dines.
So later, in the Surrey dark,
Make for Poonah Punkah Park,
And by the monument to Clive
You'll come to Enniscorthy Drive,
Coolgreena is the last of all,
And mind the terrier when you call.

The drawing-room is done in pink
The other rooms are mauve, I think,
So when you see electric light
Behind pink curtains it's all right.
Knock gently, don't disturb the maid,
She's got to clear, and I'm afraid
That she is less inclined to take
The blame than Mrs. Kittiwake

John Betjeman

PostPosted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 8:57 am
by Jann
Wonderful words,a new one on me,loved it. :clapper: