Sir John Betjeman
Sir John Betjeman
Sir John Betjeman
Sir John Betjeman
Sir John Betjeman
Sir John Betjeman
Sir John Betjeman
Sir John Betjeman
Sir John Betjeman
Sir John Betjeman
Mind if I see your Mail? We used to share
Our Telegraph with people who've returned
The lucky sods! I'll tell you what I've learned
If you come out here put aside the fare
To England. I'd run like a bloody hare
If I'd a chance, and how we both have yearned
To see our Esher lawn. I think we've earned
A bit of what we had once over there
That Dago caught the wife and me all right!
Herе on this tideless, tourist-litterеd sea
We're stuck. You'd hate it too if you were me
There's no piped water on the bloody site
Our savings gone, we climb the stony path
Back to the house with scorpions in the bath
The Costa Blanca HE (5 years later) was written by Sir John Betjeman.