A market town in Lincolnshire
A cash machine with parking spaces
Mon, Tues, Thurs, 30 Mins No return in 30 Mins
The lady, in the estate car
Straddles two bays, such is her rush
Then, after visiting the bank
She moves her car forwards a couple of feet
A small girl, possibly the driver's daughter
Wears a sky-blue ribbon in her hair
They walk off, across the square
I wonder if I shouldn’t time them
With a sort of sense of civic duty
