![]() FIRST BASE CAMP 1974A Poem by Terry Collett![]() A BOY AND GIRL AT THE FIRST BASE CAMP IN 1974![]() ![]() The first night of the tour was spent in a caravan (the tents never showed in time) and there were 8 of us there in a small space cramped together on the floor except for the Polish woman who was older and another dame who was less fit who slept on the two narrow side beds so we slept after an evening in the base camp bar and Dalya said what a start stuck in here cramped and body near body and out to the latrines for the emptying of and hey what did you say your name was? Benny I said well Benny ain't this something? yes not quite what I had in mind as the first night camping but that's life I guess it was early morning and we'd woken near each other in the first crack of dawn want to go out for a smoke? she asked sure why not so we crept over sleeping bodies and out the narrow door and out into the morning air fresh and chilling and lit up and smoked looking at the base camp at Bruges and each other I'm Dalya by the way she said good to meet you I said we walked to the nearest shop and bought bread rolls and a couple of cokes and began our day sitting on a seat waiting for the rest of the group to wake and begin the trip and I looked at her sitting there dark haired short of height but pretty and quite sexy but I didn't tell her so just smoked and exchanged a few tales and rude jokes. © 2015 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthor![]() Terry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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