Down by The River
You can see much down by the river.
You can see swans, graceful and deliberate, gliding o’er the shining waters.
You can see the odd duck. Some ducks, of course, are more odd than other ducks. It’s not easy to resist the onset of neurotic tendencies when you have to put up with all those larky drakes.
You can see bulrushes and tiddlers and things that go plop. The day when we went down we saw SUSANNE KENT, and that was the day when things that go plop went unheeded.
Susanne is eighteen, lives near Glasgow, is a college girl with a Swiss finish, and is chasing the rewards attendant on being a top model.