orange size elevens br trampling my clean floors br br black-laced boats br pacing heather moors br br oil-spotted wellies br clutching teen-excited toes br br there's nothing so impressive br when the old ford blows br br into first gear junior! br as his boots stamp on the clutch br br slip them gently sideways br watch out! just a gentle touch br br and when the night is falling br as he removes the mud br br my sink is filled with floaty bits br a tidal line of earthy bits - br br and spattered boots br smile up from puddled floor br as if to say br 'please, do not throw me out - br I promise there will be better times br when the boy forgets me br and turns to his x-box ' br br one day - maybe - br I shall have br a shiny sink br br and the boots will be handed br into the Red Crossbr br Penny Hemansbr br