Writings and Witterings

The Long and The Short of It


Brian’s prompt about people this week at dVerse reminded me of the two guys who used to run the car park in Deansway next to the old police station, opposite the college … when it shut down an archeological dig took place in the late 80s ~ they excavated traces from Romano-British times ~ the car park was no more and in its place today is a department store.

Archeological dig in Deansway, Worcester, late 80s

In Worcester car parks,
not long ago,
men gave tickets out,
you may know.

Before the days of
infernal machines,
demanding money
and giving no change,

in Deansway next
to the old cop shop
there was a well-
known parking lot;

Let’s talk about the
ticket guys,
The long and the short of it,
they were wise,

They were patient with the
parking gits,
One would pace, the
other sit,

They’d pouches to put
money in.
One man was stooped,
bespectacled, thin.

His compact comrade helped
him out,
They were there in all weathers,
snow, ice, drought.

They waved their arms
to guide us to
The space that fit
for me and you.

Wonder what they’re
doing now?
The old car park has
changed and how!

In Worcester car parks,
not long ago,
men gave tickets out,
you may know.

Polly Robinson © 2012


27 thoughts on “The Long and The Short of It

  1. smiles…it is interesting to think back on these people…we may not have had much interaction witht hem but they made an impression on us all the same in just being there….intriguing as well that you remember them in such detail as well…says much of us you know…


  2. oh i remember such a car park as well…at ours the guy behind the caisse was a grumpy old fellow…ha…i always preferred the machine to him…smiles…cool capture


  3. Hehe… I love your use of language in this. It really helps to create the atmosphere and adds a touch of realism! 🙂


  4. To town planners, people who come to park are a nuisance, so first they take away human contact and then they take away the car park facility. Thanks for that reminder of a better day.


  5. Parking spaces there are so narrow too. But, open space is so sought after. It’s a shame that land always has to disappear under concrete or some building or other. When we had the hurricane (that never was) in 1986, and thousands of trees were uprooted, all I wanted to do was look underneath them and see if there was anything from ‘way back then’ before the tree was there, in the mud.
    Loved this Polly!


    • Oh my the ‘hurricanes hardly ever happen’ scenario ~ gosh, Michael Fish barely got over that! I can imagine you grubbing about looking underneath them Bren ~ heh-heh … I’d have been right there with you ~ curiousity ‘eh? heh-heh …


  6. Ah–I miss that human touch!


  7. Arghhhhhh ! I really want to know where they are now. Great story.
    I loved the repeated last verse — I didn’t know them but now I do a little!


  8. I had to look up Britishism “git” — a great scrabble or poetry word: well, except poor gits like me need to look it up. And a bit Anti-scandinavian (if etymology matters). 😉


    • Sabio, I like that you looked up ‘git’ ~ it’s a good word though probably a colloquialism ~ very descriptive ~ no anti-anything meant … glad you liked the repeated verse at the end.


  9. I could really picture this vividly. Loved your descriptions.


  10. I lived in England for a while so I met some gits, fantastic word. Very nicely done!


  11. I liked it when life had a more human touch…

    Anna :o]


  12. sort of a walk in the park there


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