THE PROPOSAL
Father Howard gripped the Scotsman’s shoulder.”Did I see you with the Mayor, Thomas?” The surveyor wanted to pull away, but instead he stared into the priest’s eyes searching for sanity.
“He asked me to change the route of the canal.” Tom jabbed his finger down on the map. “So it runs by his butter market.”
The priest smiled “Having the canal in Wellington would help trade, Thomas.”
“Hah!”
The smile vanished. “You’ll not consider our proposan then, Mr Telford?”
“Let me put it this way, father. I don’t think you’ll be re-naming your wee town in my honour any day soon.”
2nd - Mollie Bolt
Telford is home? Do me a favour!
Telford has neither taste nor flavour,
Telford's the town that isn't there
It has no heart and doesn't care.
Under each road and roundabout
Somebody's memories have been stamped out
And years of history gone down
To make an artificial town.
Home is Telford! Don't make me laugh.
Slough is more beautiful by half.
And if it wasn't for the trees
there wouldn't be a thing to please.
Why don't they take the town away
And let the forest have its way?
3rd Beverley Cherry
Hope
Of a new beginning
Many came
Escaping the crowded city.
Ironbridge and rural
Shropshire beckoned
Telford new town
Employment for all
Lots of new housing
Family friendly with many
Open spaces. And of course the famous
Roundabouts.
Don't knock it.
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