A snack bar in Glynceiriog
And tar o’er Wrynose Pass
A five bob thrill down Gaping Ghyll
What have we next, alas!
I saw a car on Hard Kott
Heard radio in Cwm Glas
The army drills on the Cheviot Hills
What follows next, alas!
A lime-works spreads in Edale
And powders white the grass
There’s an oily reach all round our beach
Where creeps it next, alas!
They’re damming up Glen Affric
Glen Ericht and Strath Glass
Festoons of wire to rouse our ire
Where goes it next, alas!
They’ll pollute all our rivers
They’ll tarmac every Pass
They’ll put hotels on all our fells
And all we say’s, alas!
With new lakes all around Snowden
And chara-bancs en masse
Our rights to prove, we’ve just one more –
To emigrate – alas!
During a weekend in the Berwyns Oct 1952
There isn’t a possible doubt
A fact I needn’t commend
A truth nobody can flout –
A beginning must have an end.
No matter the name of a thing
No matter the form, my friend
What pleasure our efforts may bring
Is what we must judge in the end.
It began, this work of a few
All points of view to blend
But lack of assistance from You
Has precipitated The End. Jan.1953 – for the final issue
of the Chester D.A. Magazine ‘Awheel’.