My earliest memory was of my Mother
Ironing on the red formica table –
A thick woollen blanket and a white sheet on it
To make it into an ironing board.
She told me not to get too near – cos the iron was hot!
I could just see over the edge
Must have been 3 or 4
She must have been well then – my Mum
Dont remember her much, she wore a pinny
And most often a smile
She rushed to do her hair and change her frock
When Dad came home from work
She had a special smile for him
And called him Bud