AN ARTHURIAN SCHOLIUM
Scholars
of the Matter of Britain tell us,
that
Astolat, or Shalott (as in Tennyson’s
Lady
of) like the onion, somewhere between
Londinium
and Camelot, (if Camelot
is
Roman Camulodunum, or Colchester)
is
ruddy Chelmsford! I mean, don’t get
me wrong,
Chelmsford
has its pebbledash charms,
the
cathedral’s nice, and my cousins
lived
in Writtle, but I baulk at the idea
of
Elaine as an Essex girl, orange and bleach
ogling
a chavvy Launcelot in his tricked-out
Evo…
The mirror cracked from side to side…
Tennis,
anyone?
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