ELECTRICAL DEPT.

At work I sit and wire away
With concentration and great gusto
Until the uproar dies away
And there’s Maggie, saying “Coffee-o”

A brief spell of silence soon ensues
Broken only by chatter and a laugh.
Then once more I sit and sire a fuse
And someone complains about the draught!

At dinnertime I nibble my apple and cheese
Then wash it down with a nice cup of tea
And wonder, shall I say, “Mr James, please”
“Can I leave at half past three?”

Grace Russ – 1969