The Clerk of the Weather
Had heard that the Hatleys
Were planning a litter-pick day;
When they were in bed
He causally shed
Some snowflakes that he’d stored away.

The Hatley folks cursed
But it could have been worse,
No water pipes burst.

We’ve made a new date
After Easter – it’s late
And the cold may abate –
Sunday April Eight!

So fall into line –
10.30’s the time.
Come one and come all
To the Village Hall!

Ishbel Beatty, 20 March 2018