Was in Spain, foolishly and mistakenly thinking I could do a Betjeman………….
You can buy a Daily Mail here, in Torrevieja
An Express or a Sun, maybe even a Star
And read it al-fresco in perfect weather
Pass judgement on Cameron, from-afar
No nightclubs here, in Torrevieja
The youth have been targeted by other towns
Even less chance of finding a strip-bar
But a bridge club at every second-block-down.
No contemporary music in Torrevieja
Just Frank Ifield and the Beatles to rock your world
Bit of Tchaikovsky, maybe even Franz Lehar
And a few cheesy tribute bands, occasionally-unfurled
Walk the dog in your slippers in Torrevieja
No-one bats an eyelid, they all do the same
If it’s done quietly, they will tolerate your behaviour
Live and let live is the name of the game
A skewed demographic here in Torrevieja
Having eschewed life in freezing cold blighty
The EU public health service will act as your saviour
But even that won’t stop them from perspiring nightly
Eighteen degrees here in Torrevieja.
And Christmas only twelve hours away!
Few children here though, to unwrap such favours
Perhaps a few more on ‘Three Kings’ day.
Copyright Jody Redmires, 2014