Summer in Scotland

Mottled legs lay stretched on plastic strewn beaches

Ice cream vans appear on every corner, in every cul-de-sac

Fair-haired babies are shaded, under the eye of anxious mothers

Red backs accompany peeling faces

And the smell of sun tan lotion and after sun lies sickly sweet in the air

Families paddle in the ice cold water

And the Big Issue seller stands on the corner, dreaming of better days.

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