WUTHERING HEIGHTS

Dad’s first car, green, had taken us all the way to the
seaside

We had been to visit relatives close to Nelson
In another part of Lancashire. Stately homes
Chatsworth and Tatton, Lyme Park. Buxton

Buxton was cold

I can still remember the license number. YTE 211
It was (I think) some sort of Hillman. Rusty

What use is knowing the license number?

Buxton was in Derbyshire
But it was cold enough for Yorkshire, Howarth

Home of the Brontes. Heathcliff

One of those towns where they only welcome you
If you spend money on their tea and cakes. As soon
As you’ve finished they want you out, the table
Made free for someone else. Mum would tell them

We’re not coming here again

Eventually we travelled with sandwiches
In a Tupperware box
Biscuits (such as Penguins) for afters

Tea in a flask, with two spare cups

Dad treating himself to a cigarette on arrival

We always made it there. We always made it back

None of us had read the book
But we’d seen bits of the film on television
Laurence Olivier. Merle Oberon

 

 

 

Steven Taylor

 

 

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