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I was walking today through Archbishop’s Park in Lambeth as I often do
When a woman on a park bench started clapping as if on cue
I wondered why she was smiling with such glee.
There was noone else – but why me
It wasn’t.
She had been looking through one of Archbishop’s Park’s coveted riches.
One of those fenced off grass cages with football pitches
A young boy had got away from away from an awkward tangle
To score an impressive goal from an acute angle
The woman got up and walked away to my surprise
With unblemished pride in her eyes
Goodness, this was her son who at the end of the game had stole
What may well have been the winning goal
Of course anything could happen come what may
But who knows this child may one day turn out to be
the Jude Bellingham of his day
(Photo taken after the children’s game had ended)
