1. COLLECTIVE NOUNS
a
lot
of
old guys
laid off from the docks
got
work
in
the
warehouse
in
the
north east service road
in
the
new build
orange brick mall
now whats a collective noun
for a group of old guys like that ?
id go with
a woodbine of old guys these days
but back then
i think
i called them
a coach trip to margate
left on purpose
at the first piss stop
2. EALING WITHOUT SATIRE
they had enoch powells headache
maddox drumsticks in their minds
tony was 6 5
a tower of distance
with busted hips
and
walked
like
he
had
a
bad cam wheel down there
and colin was a little fascist
a fist faced fucker fascist
he took control
of them all
in a little hitler
little britain
old school mussolini
shop floor union rep
mosley kind of way
i was reminded of an ealing film
but without peter sellars
or the comedy
he called for tea breaks
on the dot
and
made all the brews
in his own sweet time
and
ran
the conversation
about the old days
3. TAILFANNY
the old days apparently were
all
about
chuffing
away
60 a day before clock out
and them dirty nig nogs
and office tailfanny
and real graft
and obviously
the country had gone to the dogs
and obviously
the rest of us didnt know we were born
but at least
we all agreed
that a brown weekly pay envelope
in cash
on a friday
was the dogs nuts
but that was all
4. CLIQUE
you toed the line
or youre out the clique
i was out the clique
hair too long
too keen for overtime
always wanted to work the aisles
the furthest away
so i didnt have to hear
them go on about
the war they never fought in
and
hear
them
throwing
their
toys
out
their
jingoistic pram
and i didnt give a toss
about football at all
5. CLASH
and the retail managers then
well the old school
was in head office
with company cars
and the branch management
were young posers
sniffing round the till girls
and they didnt know how to handle
colins relentless
moody requests
that the pay office
work out our hours again
and how about
new brooms
and
more men
it was a culture clash
and anyway
theyd all retire soon
or die
wouldnt they ?
6. GRANDPARENTS
these dinosaurs
they called all the cleaners
sweetheart
love
shes a good bird theyd say
and flirted
like theyd
fucked their way
round the globe
like some navvy casanova
and EVERYONE else
was
a
cunt
or
a
bastard
and all this bile
and bitter anger
was a revelation
they had a
working class superiority complex
based
on
a
steadily diminishing place in the world
and
an
empathy bypass
my grandparents werent like this
were they ?
7. TOO FRESH A FISH
and one day
colin called me a nigger lover
and poured my brew down the sink
cos
i
had
a
friend who was a vague kind of brown
whod stopped in to say
hey
how you doing
with them old gits
in there ?
and i was too young
too fresh a fish
too shocked
too shut down
to break his nose
feed him his own teeth
or
report him
to management
altho id already learnt
reporting things to management
was pissing in the mire
i never talked to him again
gave him the dead eye
and did my own brews
and hes dead by now
theyre all dead by now
and we arent
so theres that
8. REDEMPTION
they werent all like that
these old guys
limping out the old world
mike had been a city bank teller
all the way up to the bank teller cull
in the automated 80s
he always sang that singing postman song
from 1964
hev yew gotta loight boy ?
hev yew gotta loight ?
later it was in an ovaltine ad
hev yew gotta loight boy ?
an ovaltine light ?
he always wore a tshirt with a collar
under his work shirt also with a collar
and
was
late to fatherhood
and loved it
he nodding off at tea breaks
shook his head to extra hours
and after he was gone
and the ovaltine ad aired
id picture him
at home
mug of ovaltine
singing it to his son
tv on
and mike must be dead too by now
RIP mike
hope yew gotta light boy
hope yew gotta ovaltine light
9. REDEMPTION 2
and bob was from the merchant navy
and then railways
when the railways were railways
and
looked
20 years younger than he was
no flab on him
tendons like bridge cable
easily the cleaners favourite
a workers worker
i find it difficult
to believe hed ever die
when he left
he left behind his BR mackintosh
for me
to use
tipping lorries
in the rain
it was a waxed monster
an apocalypse coat
it could stand up by itself
and i took it with me
when i left
its the sort of thing
to wear at halloween
if you give a shit
about halloween
i dont
i just like that it was bobs
and think if i threw it out
id be throwing him out too
10. YOUNG TURKS
and in dribs and drabs
these old guys
dropped away
and us young uns
we took over
diverse as the united nations of benetton
we organised a breakfast run
and
got an hour of warehouse cricket in
every morning
before management
came
yawning
into
the
offices
or sometimes golf
or five a side in the loading bay
before the cameras went in
radio 1
instead of
radio 2
and back then radio 1
wasnt anywhere near
half as shit as it is now
i was in the clique then
or at least an overseas territory
we played poker for luncheon vouchers
in a break room you could smoke in
id often win
even
with
tequila
hangovers
so
intense
they were like mescaline highs
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