LOWESTOFT LADY
©Trev Teasdel Coventry May 1971


Lowestoft Lady sits on the wall by the flowers
Wouldn’t believe she’s 80 plus.
A notice saying ‘ Don’t pick the flowers‘
but she doesn’t care –
bit of a lad my lady.


Lowestoft Lady, Lowestoft Lady
Lowestoft Lady, Lowestoft Lady
Lowestoft Lady, Lowestoft Lady
I see you, do you see me?


Lives in home for old people
Beside the sea
Watches the boats leave the harbour.
Watching the ships on the horizon
Walks past the fishbasket harbour,
Down cobblestone, cafe lined, hotel kissed
picture postcard street.
Breathes in the salted, seasprayed, fish drenched air..
Knows not what she’s doing doing or why that she’s doing it
but she does it cos she’s a Lowestoft lady
Living her old age like a delinquent teenager.


Lowestoft lady speaks to the wind perched on her shoulders
Reminisces of tramcars, beadles and sweeps,
and equestrian gentlemen who galloped the streets
of top hats and tails and paupers and places
that no longer dance in the evolutionary whip.