Toast

we’d not many luxuries in life
the one I remember most
was sitting by the fire
turning bread into toast
not the homogenised 
standardised loaf of today
but Granny Barker’s bread
made the old fashioned way
each slice slathered with butter
which I may have seen turned
bobbing and thickening 
as Mrs Bulson churned
nice salty country butter
running from the heat
and to top it off
my very special treat  
gobs of brown sauce
to make the taste divine
not to everybody’s fancy
but very much to mine
lots of love but no money
lots of warm sensible care
hordes of toast and brown sauce
a mam and dad always there
the wife says I’m just a peasant 
and I must say that I agree]
as I eat my special treat
somewhere where she can’t see

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