Tuesday On Hope Street
                 
6th March 2002
Hazy lazy faintly shady
Weary from another day
Crumpled suits and tired eyes
Homewards to the other life

Daisy off out to the bingo
Best bonnet and floral dress
Bus pass grasped and at the ready
Meeting Mabel weekly treat

Crazy Dave out on the pull
Trying to forget himself
Tarty Trish spent hours in her room
Putting on make-up and brushing her hair

But they all died that night
With 'if only' on their lips
Dazzled by the lightning flash
And when the night enveloped them
They slept beneath a blanket of ash