Anyway

Anyway

Young Yorkshire mum

with two young sons

walking up

Upper Valley Road

I’m in behind her

admiring her

South Riding

two undulating hills

in pure grassgreen

brushed cotton

that needs smoothing

I’m thinking

but I don’t…

Does my bum look big in this?

I’m remembering from the TV show

and I’m silently answering

Yes

but in a really good way.

Anyway

Son One is up ahead

testing out his leadership skills

knowing the way

Number Two a good bit younger

is hanging back and

has just hit whine mode

Anyway

she sounds pretty

patient with him

cooing and cajoling

but he’s climbing the whine gears

with indistinct complaining

and with each rising note

you can hear her

jaw clenching and

her teeth gritting.

Anyway

eventually

he hits High ‘Me’

and finally her fury

bursts buttons on her blouse

like popping candy

and she Yorkshire yells

“What, Timiteo?!

Anyway

we’ve got to go shopping!”