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PostSubject: Miss Wise   Miss Wise EmptyFri Jan 27, 2017 9:18 pm

When my dad was stationed at the Reserve Fleet in Harwich, I was a weekly boarder at Colchester Boys High School where we had various evening activities after 'prep'. Our headmaster was H.D.Wells, a nephew, I believe of H.G.Wells, who encouraged us to play chess, write poetry and play 'Newfooty' ( a table game).
During one of the weekends dad played cricket for the Reserve Fleet against Severals (the psychiatric unit) some of the players were inmates and some were staff. My mother and I went along to watch. We were sitting on a bench when dad went out to bat and he had given his wristwatch to mum to look after. After a few minutes a very well spoken man came to mum and said "I saw your husband gave you his watch. Could you tell me the time please? " Mum duly told him the time. He thanked her most graciously and walked behind the bench, returning to the front saying "I saw your husband gave you his watch. Could you tell me the time,please?". This happened 4 or 5 times and a staff member quietly led him away. I watched this and other strange interactions such as I had never seen before and was filled with not only wonder but respect for those less fortunate than me. 
This is one of my mother's efforts afterwards.

“Herbily berbilly” says Miss Wise,
And throws her apron over her head.
Miss Wise dances all the day,
She does not have to earn her bread.
She plucks a flower from a bush
To tuck it in her ginger hair,
Skewers a petal with a pin,
Knowing she is young and fair.
Shoes thrown off
The grass is sweet
Shorn and cool
To the curled, blanched feet.
“Come” they say, “It starts to rain
Miss Wise, put them on again”
She holds blue beads to her chicken throat,
Makes fast a lace trimmed silken glove.
Towards the gate she goes to meet
Her everlasting living love.
“Come back , Miss Wise, it’s time for tea”
They do not argue, firmly take her hand,
“There’s lardy cake and currant buns to eat,
And on the radio a dancing band.”
Oh! Herbily berbilly”, says Miss Wise
And throws her apron over her head.
Miss Wise dances all the day,
She does not have to earn her bread.

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PostSubject: Re: Miss Wise   Miss Wise EmptyFri Jan 27, 2017 10:24 pm

Lovely tale and verse - Lardy bread - now there's a memory you have awoken

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