Orft i merrily go, berry-picking

I went out daintily raiding the hedges for blackberries and elderberries

Into this cute little green bucket.

Passing motorists were swerving past, giving me a wide berth.

Probably baffled and slightly alarmed at the sight of me.

I could see them on their mobys: “Odd bald bloke on country lane messing about in hedges with little green kiddie bucket”…..

“Ring the Police”

“No, ring that queer paper The Gay Times”

No, ring bloody “Housewife’s Choice”

- and ask them for a recipe for Elderberry Cordial!