Some verses to celebrate John Langton’s 80th birthday at the New Years Eve party held in his Fulford studio on the 31st December 2012.
JOHN BATS ON.
How can a man of eighty years,
Who’s drunk much wine and many beers,
Still be standing at his crease?
We pray such wonders never cease.
Of course, as I can say for one,
When bowling, all there is to see is John.
Behind him hidden, the stumps and keeper,
Fine leg too, but somewhat deeper.
His life, we know, has been his art,
Cut deep and clear upon his heart.
By him, for sure, are tales well told.
Erudite, with wit, the best are old.
From rugby field and barrack square,
To Christian Brothers brutal care.
From anecdotes I’m loath to quote,
To writers droll and all they wrote.
‘Renaissance man’ some wag might say,
But such remarks he’d brush away.
For lozzaking is where he shines.
His Dad was first to see the signs.
So John bats on, and on and on
And may, by snicks, just reach a ton.
And if he does, then waves his bat,
Help him off – James and Jess and Pat.
Now stand who can, to John a toast.
A special friend, a generous host.
That’s quite enough of ropey rhymes.
Please raise your glass “To better times”.
Definition – (see the Langton Lexicon):
“Lozzacking”, the lazy pursuit of pleasure and entertainment
when one should be studying and taking life seriously.
Paul Elmhirst
14th Dec 2012