Foe cuss, but not an enemy curse.

The earliest invention
For Focus of attention,
But here you’ll find the joke is
It’s always out of focus!

When on midwinter scene
The focus may have been,
You don’t expect to find
A beach, and yachts all lined;
The kids and granddad, though,
Did boogie-boarding go
As focus on a way
To spend the winter day —
(Though focus heard in passing chat,
‘Dem focus crazy to do dat!’)

We are still a week or so off midwinter, and the sea certainly had a bit of a chill to it, but riding waves does warm one up. Not as much as the blaze the pyromaniac ladies of the house lit a bit later as a handy way of reducing the garden refuse!

We need to make full use of that delightful stretch of beach while we can. Developers are due to move in any minute to focus on major construction there, which will naturally destroy its free-and-easy dog-roaming atmosphere. Our watersport clubs seen at the edge of the sand will vanish, to be replaced by monstrosities like the one behind them.  Competitions like the regatta for Hobies and Lasers seen in preparation will also be threatened.

© June 2017 Colonialist