The Parish Church of St George the Martyr, Waterlooville
Were you with us on the outing?
If not you missed a treat.
We started from St George’s Church
With birthday cake to eat,
To celebrate with Rachel
On reaching 21.
Then settled into “Normans!” coach
Our journey had begun.
We didn’t stop till Wilton House,
Arriving there noon plus,
And straight away a gentleman
Climbed up into our bus;
Had such an air about him,
And looked so self assured,
He was a guide, however,
I mistook him for the Lord!
As some of us had picnics
We found a place to eat,
There was a special area
Where you could find a seat,
The weather was quite windy,
At least was staying dry,
We could have used the restaurant
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Then when our lunch was finished,
And we could eat no more,
We packed the picnic things away
And set off to explore.
Fine pictures, antique furniture
Photos of royalty,
Summer Edition 2011
Guides there to answer questions,
Explain the history.
There were statues, most of fellas,
Striking a manly pose,
As if they hadn’t noticed
They weren’t wearing any clothes.
Some of these were wearing fig leaves,
But some of them were not.
And one had had an accident,
Poor chap, and lost the lot!
We later viewed a small museum,
“Posh” cars were there displayed,
In glass cased alcoves in the walls
Great battles scenes portrayed.
Next in the Tudor kitchen
Repeatedly we saw
A ghostly lady walking
Beyond a creaking door.
A laundry from Victorian days,
A stately dolls house room.
Our visit finished here, for me
Was over all too soon.
A short walk by the river,
Then back by half past four,
Some people thought the time quite long
I would have liked some more!
Our coach arrived quite promptly,
We soon were on our way.
Back home to Waterloville
After a lovely day.
Janet Johnson