I’m on my way / Across the river and down from the estate. / Picture perfect. Not a blade out of place. / Flowers in the garden. Where we’ll grow. / Sugar glazed summer anthems compete with / echoes of worldcup score-lines / The evening heat rising from here to wherever you are / Clusters of carefree revellers / doing whatever common people do / I’ll stick to my bench / My crisp winter where summer bodies are made. / The right to build something of our own / This seat has your name on it / ‘In loving memory of’/ COMMON ★