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At the bottom of my road is a lovely green space poetically known as Cherry Tree Wood. Like the promised verdant idyll of Heather Green (explored in my poem of the same name) the Cherry Tree’s title is slightly deceptive. There are neither cherries nor much of a wood, unless you count the encalve of tress at the far end as woodland. But it is still a wonderful spot for adolescent boys to ride their bicylces and play football, for parents to bring their children to the playpark, for mums and toddlers to have playdates. Young lovers disappear into that shadey enclave and perspiring fitness hopefuls meet with their personal trainers alongside the tennis courts. Dog walkers greet each other by name and, since the newly refurbished café has re-opened, sometimes they stop for a coffee or juice.

Cherry Tree Wood is a rare site for mostly uncommercial communal gathering. The local schools make use of it for fresh-air time. After outings to the Phoenix, the reputable local indie cinema, the schoolgroups picnic on the grass before shepherding small groups of the children to the nearby facilities. It was from observing such a group on their outing that the poem ‘Packed Lunches’ came into being.

Waitrose produced
                 a cheese-stick

from Morrison’s
                ham and cheese

Banana Republic
                eats chippings of biltong

Tesco cries
    “I got Twix” and holds up
     a packet of Walkers

H+M
       forks leftover chicken (à la King)
       from a Tupperware

M & S
         is eating pre-sliced apples from a palm-sized packet

Tesco
         is now eating a carrot stick

Waitrose
             has finished off two fairy cakes
             (from a blue Tupperware)

Banana Republic
                        is eating Waitrose kettle-fried crisps

Waitrose
             is now on to a nectarine   

M & S and H+M pass between themselves a
                        foil-lined packet of prawn cocktail crisps

School children have been out in full force on end-of-term outings over the last week or so. One sunny midday, while sitting in my local park hoping for inspiration in tranquillity and sunshine, I was joined by a chatter of youngsters who sat down with their packed lunches. The identifying names in the poem are derived from the packets out of which some of the children drew their sandwiches, fruit and other morsels.


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