Second Happiest

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If this is the second happiest place, then where is the first?

 

And surely, then, if there is a first, there must be a first star,

and, above that, a first double-star. To my mind, that makes

Babergh the fourth happiest place.

 

What the papers don’t say, however, in courtesy to Babergh,

is that we live, now, in the age of reversals. And, if an A* is

now a grade 10, then to be the second happiest, must really

be to be the next step up from – the saddest. 

 

‘Barbergh is almost the most-miserable place in the UK’, claims

Babergh blogger.

 

But, this blogger, being extraordinary, and not going by the name

of Fiona Bruce, is happy, triple-starred, and second to none.

 

Copyright of text, and photo, owned by Babergh’s

most-extraordinary-trumpet-blower, Jay Cool,

April 2019

 

To find out more about what Babergh has to offer, read ‘Chilled in Chilton’.

 

 

Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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