Daisy

Dear Formby, Merseyside.

My oldest flame. You introduced me to so many people and taught me
so much... when I see you sometimes I think that nothing in my
heart has changed.

Oh course I hurt you when I ran off with London, and I would sulk
when I came back to you. 'Boring' I would say about you and then I
would call my new flames to see what I was missing. Of course,
what I didn't realise was that I was missing out on being with
you. The beauty I used to love when I was a child - the sand dunes and
pine woods and red squirrels where all still there, but I chose to
ignore them, wanting instead the bright lights of the big city.

I would dress up to go to the local and chain smoke cigarettes
rolling my eyes when I saw people that we used to know and
counting the minutes until I could leave. Running to Lime Street
Station to return to my lover with barely a thankyou for Sunday dinner
and the drinks.

I was wrong little Formby, and I am sorry now... you have stayed
faithful all this time wating for me to return, you have looked after
my family and friends and you have never lost that wicked Scouse sense
of humour that I was brought up on, but tried to lose when I was
playing with the city boys.

You're alright kid - you make me laugh and I'll come and visit soon.

Daisy x x

17.10.03 12:58