No Worries by Ian H Bruce (2008) Heron tip-toes on the tow-path, as the morning mist hangs low Then takes flight and circles round the boatman down below Still silence interrupted by an ancient engine’s thud As the boatman steers his pride and joy reclaimed from the mud Though some may covet cruisers or narrowboats so fine His ambitions remained modest, he had no grand design All things come to he who waits his father told him so So, like the sieve he now steers, he’s content with progress slow There’s no hurry, no worries If your wishes are few There’s no hurry, no worries Your dreams may come true When the wooden warrior lost the fight and sank for the last time The boatman chanced upon a cruiser, white and sleek of line But with superstructure leaking and an engine block decayed He still recognised potential for a vessel tailor made For years the boatman cruised the cuts with family and friends Through life’s ups and downs, dark tunnels, through locks and round blind bends ’Til the toll of time demanded more comfort for the crew And the cruiser left its boatshed steered by owner’s new Heron tip-toes on the tow-path, as the morning mist hangs low Then takes flight and circles round the boatman far below Luxury narrowboat he dreamed of purrs beneath his feet Now his wishing days are over, his dream is now complete A tale of slow but steady progress towards a dream. Inspired by very good boating friends who repeatedly said they were in "no hurry" to acquire a narrowboat. They recently acquired a wonderful narrowboat called 'Hakuna Matata'. This is a Swahili phrase that is frequently translated as "no worries". Though not biographical, I hope Geoff and Shirley recognise some aspects of this fictional tale. Recorded on :
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