One Memory My grandfather had a model sailing-ship In a case in the arcade outside his shop. The ship was made of matches, the glass case Had a slot for dropping coins in at the top. I spent a good while gazing at it, Making up stories, first of the ship and then Of whoever glued the matches, tied the rigging, Painted ship and plaster sea, especially when I was allowed to help unlock it sometimes, Bag up the takings for the week’s Good Cause – Crippled children, the blind, the am…
