january 12: the day we found out grandad had been flytipped

it was just under the flyover that we found him


upturned and half-out of his usual chair


along with a handful of belongings


and photos that had addorned walls




he looked dazed, confused by it all


the poor old sod


with remote control in hand and a furrowed brow




eyes fixed on the same telly that had seen him through the past fifteen years


now smashed and propped upon a pile of breezeblocks




and he greeted us with very little fanfare


merely stating that the reception for channel five was the worst it had ever been

i felt inspired to write this after glancing over the photo posted by my brother yesterday, and by the hand full of other photos that he featured on his own blog

written by Glen Byford, January 12th 10.23am