No Worries

by Ian H Bruce (2008)

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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.