Oral Heritage…
(Visiting Bruges in 2014…)
Cyclists on bone-shakers
Swerved and glided
A slalom course
Across cobbles,
Where an old fellow dismounted
And resounding tinny bells rang out
‘It’s A Long Way To Tipperary’,
Whilst he loitered in thrall, seemingly displaced…
Horse’s hoof on stone
Scraped and skittered,
Its carriage braked
On cobbles,
Where an ignorant driver shouted
His irritation, as the poignant bells rang out
Their reminder of less comfortable days,
For Bruges’ strategic history is with awe forever laced…
Pete Ray
Oral history, with hooves upon cobbles, carriage wheels rattling upon the uneven surface, bicycles sidling between hapless tourists and busy locals, plus the rather remarkable bells, which offered a topical WW1 rendition of ‘It’s A Long Way To Tipperary’.
Bruges is of course famous for its lace…
And I might change my name by deed poll to
Soep van de Dag…
Soup of the day…
I like that.
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