It
was just another sultry Tuesday
At
the Clothiers Arms on the Bath Road,
Beer
and fags and crisps and mobile ‘phones,
When
a flash contingent of walkers popped up,
All
arrayed in Stroud Scarlet uniform:
T-shirts,
frocks, dresses, jackets, tunics, leggings,
Seventy
-five people demonstrating
Their
commitment to Rodborough Fields,
With
a meander through time and space;
William
Cobbett and weavers’ riots
(‘I
have the sweat of the brow, but no bread’),
Mills,
ponds, canals, bridges and viaducts,
Kingfishers,
dragonflies and butterflies,
Fronds
and ferns by the shaded River Frome;
We
ascended side by side through the fields,
To
listen by our venerable oak tree,
Stroud
scarlet stretched on shared tenterhooks,
Sunlight
shimmering through the scarlet flags,
A
silent evangelical procession,
Pilgrims’
Progress on the straight and narrow path,
Memories
recorded by the gateway,
A
pitched camp of symbolic resistance,
Standing
sentinel in Rodborough Fields.
Thanks to Mike and Richard and John and
everyone for making this such an utterly memorable occasion – and thanks to
BBC2, too, for their appearance.
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