Sunday, 27 March 2016

sprinklings, 27th March 2016

always the first....... it's always the first...... always the first on the dancefloor..... harking the dawn before it's even dawned the blackbirds is there bold as you like....... always second... or usually so.... usually second the robin soon the next to be brave enough to throw some moves clearing his throat and finding the note........... for now at least though come summer this may change and the ever-bossy robin is likely to snaffle the top slot from the blackbird.... but what does the blackbird care, he has a bright yellow bill........ of course we had one, on the estate where I once upon a day lived...... an ice cream van would tinkle its way into its crescents and cul de sacs and like a pied piper drew all the children to worship at its altar of offering of sprinklings of hundreds and thousands and chocolate flakes adorning the bliss in a wafer cone.......... and when I say 'estate' I don't mean of the landed-gentry kind, this was a council estate where we lived....... we also had what we called the 'pop lorry' which came selling all manner of fizzy and flavoured drinks and cordials, most of which probably unbelievably gut-rottingly bad for you, off well, the back of its lorry............... and there was the mobile shop, or 'tuck-van'... a mini-mecca of all manner of goodies and treats..... as among the tins and veg and sensible food we only had eyes for the plethora of sweets and sugary delights......... I'm lucky not to have diabetes after all that...... luckily my once upon a questionable-diet time has been replaced by a more discerning palette..........

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