ah fond memories -just makes me think how is it jam/marmalade jars such
piddling sizes now I seem to remember 2lb size ? not todays miserable
340grms 3/4 lbers
was this OZ and they let in refugees?
cheers P
On 25/01/2017 00:55, Andrew Burke wrote:
> *AFTERNOON TEA*
>
>
>
> Memory is the mothership.
>
> I wash and rinse the pots and pans,
>
> remembering the scraggly tall
>
> European refugees working
>
> in the kitchen of the boarding school
>
> I went to in the Fifties. I can’t
>
> remember ever knowing their names
>
> yet here they work, crusty aprons on
>
> and giant silver trays glinting
>
> as they walk toward the spreading tree
>
> where we queue in the shade, hungry
>
> as growing boys can be, and take
>
> one gigantic slice of fresh baked bread
>
> spread with strawberry jam. Ah,
>
> that jam! Memory
>
> is the mothership that lowers
>
> its gangplank under the tree where
>
> we sit hurriedly eating the first slice,
>
> hoping for seconds.
>
>
>
>
>
> -
>
> *Andrew Burke*
>
>
>
|