Once upon an English summerThe ladybirds inhabited my cupboard,A single wooden lockerScantily speckled with 10p tins,Musty grains and 70 proof liquor.“Accommodate them”,The platitudes of the past spoke to me“You’re now in their territory.” Once upon an English summer,In my pursuit of diligenceI set out a few strawberriesFor those that colonisedThe rest of my sustenance.“It is…