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There’s a real buzz in the station bar...

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Sitting in the station bar, Waiting for the train, The 6.15 from Waterloo Had been delayed again. The day was hot and dusty, Dry as a treasury stat, Might as well have a swift one. Where’s the harm in that? There was no background music, There was no Sky TV, Inaudible announceme­nts But the customers paid no heed. Each sat with their own thoughts In philosophi­c mood, Such happy isolation Convivial solitude. A drowsy wasp was buffeting Against the window glass (By that I mean colliding — Not having a light repast). At first it was an irritant, A buzzer with a sting, But as my mood grew mellower, I wondered at the thing. Was it on a mission? One of the scouts, perhaps? By that I mean reconnaiss­ance drones, Not lads in woggles and caps. They fan out from a central point, Have a look around, Then Reconvene at HQ, Report back what they’ve found. But this one wouldn’t be making Any homeward trip Until it could negotiate The frame’s projecting lip. I offered it encouragem­ent To help it get along, Explaining telepathic­ally Where it was going wrong. ‘Pull back a bit then over — You’ll have a clear run. Come on, have another go, That’s it, go on my son!’ But the stupid thing continued Making the same mistakes In spite of all my urgings. I mean, for goodness sakes. Its plight became symbolic Of life and liberty. It bore all my frustratio­ns As it fought captivity. Several pilsners later No progress had been made, The nine fifteen from Waterloo Regrettabl­y delayed. Feeling disillusio­ned I surrendere­d with a shrug, Ruing my involvemen­t With this tiresome bug. Of course, there’s no way of knowing If it really wanted out of the scene, It might just be a headbanger That likes the smell of Windolene. Returning from the ablutions The bar was insect free. The big moment had come and gone And I wasn’t even there to see. I assume it got its freedom, But I fail to understand Why the landlady called last orders With a fly-swatter in her hand. A cold wind blows down platform three, Still waiting for the train. The 12.15 from Waterloo Has been delayed again. G. Bell, Eastleigh, Hants.

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