071 • Pot luck
‘We met on a mauve double-decker
That never quite made it to Mecca.
Now she lives in a squat
But my life’s gone to pot,’
Said the Chancellor of the Exchequer.
This historical piece harks back to a distant time when posing on the Hippie Trail held more noble allure for a university graduate than posing as an investment analyst in The City.
2 thoughts on “071 • Pot luck”
Intriguing – we know there’s a preposition missing, but which? “to”, “past”, “through” and “from” would all fit. We may never know, alas
Hi Pedanthony,
A most useful intervention: thanks a million. Reverting to my bedside notebook I found a scribbled ‘to’ – so I have amended the text. Way to go, man! Keep it comin’.
Rick