The Mod Generation

Hi!

I know we've all heard this before...

However, I thought I'd send you all my 2015 Xmas message a little earlier this year based on the poem "Twas the Night Before Christmas". I hope you enjoy it..

Twas the Week Before Christmas

‘Twas the week before Christmas, when all through the house

An argument ensued between a Mod and his spouse;

“But if you just look at my list, my wardrobe looks bare…

You don’t understand me, you don’t even care!”

The wife looked at him despairingly, with a shake of her head,

Put her hands on her hips, shouting “No, not another Ben or Fred!”

So, looking at her phone, with the latest shopping app

She probably thought he’d like something from the Gap.

When he goes to the garage, enough of her natter

He kick-starts his scooter, thumbing his nose at ‘er.

Out of the door, armed with his hard-earned cash

All mirrors and lights, takes off with a flash.

The sun had not set, and the traffic was slow

A couple more hours of shopping left, with all of his dough.

Parking his scooter, all full of cheer

He had been waiting to do this all through the year.

On the computer at home, with a simple mouse click

The wife ordered him some things, she loved her dear Mick

Knowing he’d appreciate the brand’s name

Anything to please him, that wasn’t too lame.

“Now cufflinks and ties and suits and other such things…

Oh damn…”, Mick thought, “The scooter’ll need fixing!”

Securing the parcel, so it wouldn’t fall

Mick rode back to the house, he had a such a ball.

The wife opened the door, and she let out a sigh

“I’m sorry I hurt you”, to which Mick’d reply

“I’m sorry I yelled and these are for you…

Some flowers, tied with a ribbon of blue!”