It is so nice to see you again Joe
You look tired
Scotland is a long way
A friend cancelled
So I thought I would pop by
Is Josie expecting you
Yes and no
She is seeing Cora off
Such a pretty girl
I agree
The Dark Lady of the Sonnets
Very much
Have you been reading the papers Joe
Some of the time
Did you read about that seventy five thousand year old skull
Yes
How clever some people are
As they imagined her features
It was stunning
But one thing did strike me
Which some might find rather unkind
I think I know what you are going to say
Before you were born Daddy and I were in Australia
It was an exchange
We enjoyed every moment
And sometimes helped to care
For the Aboriginal types
As many were resident in seas of alcohol
It was very sad as they just sat under the sun
In a deep daze totally unaware of the world
Many people tried to help them but without success
I am drifting from the subject Joe
When I saw the photograph in the newspaper
I could not help but to think how in a way it resembled
The Aboriginal people that we tried to help
What are your thoughts Joe
The same can be said of primates and the negroid races
Although vastly denied it is plain as day
Many clever men have noted this
Whilst the stupid ones have challenged them
There is a very visible food chain out there
Some races are more advanced than others
Fact
It is obvious if one thinks about it
God gave us all a level playing field
So why is the world the way it is
I can see that you might upset people with your views Joe
I often upset blind and stupid people
You are very much like your father
But he was gentler than you and less direct
It would not be cricket for the local vicar
To go around expressing this view and that view
It might upset the sweet ladies who make the cakes
What did you think of my fathers views
I totally agreed with him on most subjects
But I kept my opinions discreet
It is better that way
We are all the Children of God
Tea Joe
I thought you would never ask
Toast
Village Marmalade
Please
The railway food was inedible
British Rail sandwiches
Far worse
Poor Joe
Poor tired Joe
Let your mother care for you
As I used to do during those happy years