Approaching a half century at Fairfield Road

 Play at Fairfield Road was interrupted briefly yesterday by a freak snow storm –


Actually,  no – it’s a heavy shower of catkins.  I am uncertain as to which species produced them, though in an ideal world I suppose it would be the Cricket Bat Willow (Salix alba ‘Caerulea’).

What it is not, I think, is a cherry tree, as featured in the following poem by A.E. Housman, but I think the same principle applies.  It occurs to me that I am at the opposite end of the scale to the speaker (almost fifty years gone rather than fifty years to come), but all the more reason to take heed.

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now

Is hung with bloom along the bough,

And stands about the woodland ride

Wearing white for Eastertide.


Now, of my threescore years and ten,

Twenty will not come again,

And take from seventy springs a score,

It only leaves me fifty more.


And since to look at things in bloom

Fifty springs are little room,

About the woodlands I will go

To see the cherry hung with snow.


Or, in my case, to the cricket ground.



3 thoughts on “Approaching a half century at Fairfield Road

  1. It does, doesn’t it? Although perhaps it shouldn’t.

    How nice to hear from a “super-blogger”, by the way! Your plans for world domination seem to be proceeding apace. And best of luck to you with that.

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