September Flash A Day. Day 2: TRADITION

© Cassie Tillitt

TRADITION

It had become a repeated ritual

the Saturday 10am start

 four old friends shared

and laughed at the memories

of this continuing  thirty years part

They chose to meet on the corner

buy papers  from  'ye olde tuck shop'

a quick skip and

a swing passed the bakers

for  a sausage n brown sauce filled cob

They parked themselves down

by the harbour

 on the bench that sat at the head

these days it seemed a bit smaller

the curse of the middle age spread

They smiled n chat while

they waited

for the sight they had come down to see

the water lay still like a mirror

conditions the best they could be

Sitting forward, Bob shouted

‘they’re coming

I  see the ripple that’s made by the oar

highlight of my week is this passing

by the women’s cox-less four’

©Mills Laine