A Weekend in Wales

 

The Surrey set are coming to stay

With all their city wealth out on display
Arriving in style in their large four by four
With much braying and greeting and noisy guffaws

The house is up graded for the event

Vases of roses  with their heavenly scent
The wine in the wine rack and food in the fridge
A welcome for those who cross over the bridge

The Collie and Labrador remember they’re chums

Circling each other and sniffing their bums
The teenagers slowly unfold from the car
Designed pants and  handbags saying “Hi Yar”

 Into  the garden for a much needed  drink

The ice in the glasses give a welcoming clink
The sun is still shining up in the sky
Sparkling on diamonds bought from Dubai
 
The wives sit their chatting, both fashionably thin
One does Pilates and goes to the gym
The other does Yoga, salutes to the sun
Crosses her legs and occasionally hums

The credit crunch finally is taking its toll

They haven’t bought Stoli and they haven’t bought Bol
They apologise, the champagne is not vintage fare
As long as it sparkles the hostess does not care

The afternoon turns into evening,  it starts to get dark
The kids with their water pistols having a lark
The barbeque lit and badminton played
The belinis come out, they're already  made

The kids hit  the shuttle cocks in to the hedge

The dogs run amuck through the neat rows of veg
But nobody cares because they all very pleased
To be with their friends that they so rarely see
 

The night passes over and the next day begins

with bacon and eggs and breafasty things
Then off to the beach for a long day of pleasure
They are lucky this time as its very good weather

Eventually the visitors must take their farewell

Forgetting to pack their collected sea shells
The hosts left to the cleaning up after
A small price to pay for a houseful of laughter

 

Sue Kent 2009/2010

Having married a Welshman I left my friends over the bridge, Wales is so beautiful they often come to visit, this poem is an amalgamation of the people, how they are and the things we have done together over the years.

Published in Swansea Evening Post 2011 I think!