Crackers

It was not quite the end of Summer.
The Saturday of August Bank Holiday weekend when,
after the car boot sale,
we made our way to Tesco's,
pleased with our efforts and takings
and glad that the early start was behind us -
our pink collar-lines a consequence
of four hours haggling in a field.
At first, I couldn't believe it.
I looked again.
Sadly, it was true.
There on the supermarket shelf
was the first sign of Christmas:
it was crackers.