was it Robinson's marmalade,
or Hartley's lemonade?
Spam. No she never liked spam.
Never enough fat on bacon.
Yes, I need a receipt, young man
Which is touching, humorous, and heartbreaking in roughly
equal measure. People who do or don't need receipts are a
recurring theme, almost a running joke throughout this
These two poems are perhaps a little unusual in using a
symbol as a metaphor for something larger. More pieces
are essentially biographical, in the sense of relating
wonderfully observed moments and characters from the
author's working life, take:
at my till. I put first lad's
goods through while second
says to his mate,
I'm gonna get a kitchen knife