Easter 1985

The third time the car let us down

Was on the hill coming out of

A cleansing break in Bath,

Back-dragged by a caravan

Weighed down with

Sepia, Super 8 holiday memories.

Dad called the AA

To save the day. Again.

Relayed home:

Father, sons and

Mum's unholy views on camping.

The car returned from the dead

Three days later,

Along with Dad's steering wheel smile.

Easter 2025

The third time his body let him down

He'd "lost control"

Going round a tight bend

On a half-remembered hill

Coming out of

An uncleansing break in Bath.

He'd joined the AA

Two days before

To save the day. Again.

After years of saving days

And nights of knight in white armour syndrome,

His body relayed home

To tearful sons and

Mum's unholy views on funerals.

At his, they all recalled

How his smile was so like his Dad's.