The daily grind can be too much
Our love-stuck chums don’t like the rush
And packing for hols, can bring on stress
Have you filled the car up, ironed my dress?
‘It’s here behind the door, where you left it. Look.’
‘Oh. Well, why didn’t you tell me? You knew I was going to wear it today.’
No, he didn’t. And why the sudden interest in all this girly gear; Robert thought of Rosealea as a modern kind of girl. In trousers. He’d noticed her packing a copy of Bridget Duck’s Diary for her holiday reading, where before she might have taken a feministic novel by Stig Spoonbill. He’d heard that you never begin to know someone until you’ve been on vacation with them. They should have a better idea of the shape of things to come after their week at Redcar.
Bridget Duck’s Diary She had kicked up
