Manchester Lad

Manchester Lad by Robert (Bob) Moore We used to live in Manchester, in England, the UK till one day, our dad said, we’re going to move away Australia’s where were going to, a land of sand and sun with lots of jobs, and lots of space, a life there will be fun I didn’t really want to go, at 18 my life was here but dad had made his mind up, he made that very clear it’s all or none he said to me, we go together, or we stay so we agreed we all would go, and I’d return home one day We caught a train to London, and as we crossed the Pennine Chain little did I think, that I would not see them again I’d hiked and camped all over them, since I was just a lad Glossop, Hayfield, Kinder Scout, and all the fun we’d had The train got to St Pancras, in the early morning light time to have some breakfast, look around and see the sights I had never been to London, this was my first trip, we saw Nelsons Column, but that was about it We had to go to Tilbury, a ship was waiting for us there to take us half way round the world, to a land dad said was fair it needed population, to help it build and grow and people came from many lands to try and make it so I never went back to Manchester, once I had settled here, Australia became my home, but one thing was very clear I was born and bred in Manchester, life was tough, but not so bad and no matter where it is I live, at heart, I’m a Manchester Lad. Bob Moore ©2022