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U3A Writing: Bandsmen

Ellen tells a brief, haunting story.

Along the road to Gundagai a dog sat upon a yonder tucker box. Before my very eyes marching bandsmen appeared:

Banging, blowing,
Huffing, glowing,
All in unison,
Never slowing.

Such splendour seldom witnessed, tourists and townsfolk utterly entranced. Every anniversary, near sunset, these apparitions are visible. Numerous sightings have been recorded by newspeople ever since that famous tragedy occurred.

At precisely four o’clock, Commuter Train 76 crashed, killing everyone on board. Returning from concert practice, our entire band was wiped out.

Strange how memory works; vivid, colourful, desperately trying any avenue that may relieve pain. Sleep peacefully, merry musicians, remembered with love.


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