Don’t park your Mercs and your Jags in our street.

We know you can afford to live

further out on your consultant’s wages

in quiet cul-de-sacs away from traffic.

Don’t steal the space beneath our windows

and fart your foul fumes where we must breathe them

or slam the doors like dogs who pee on lamp-posts.

Mine! Too mean to pay for car-parks

too selfish not to grab whatever’s free

too arrogant to care whose view you spoil.

One day you left your patient on the table

and drove back home because you couldn’t squat

far too thoughtless to have called a taxi

too squeamish to have travelled on the bus.

First published in Reach


A surgeon at the University Hospital of Wales in Cardiff once cancelled an operation because he couldn’t find a parking space.


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