The Road to Upton Magna

Of many places in Salop I’m fond

But if I had a magic wand

I’d conjure fine weather 

And ride L for leather

For coffee and cake at Haughmond.

But there’s no need to rely on a spell

If you’re feeling sad or unwell

There’s a cure for the glums:

Take each day as it comes,

Meet friends with stories to tell.

For there’s joy to be had in a group

Going round some ridiculous loop

Today warm and bright,

A perfect delight, 

Would still have been fun in pea soup.

Montgomery