London Scoffs & Ancient Lands - Written By Cassandra Bochsler

London Scoffs & Ancient Lands - Written By Cassandra Bochsler

Chelsea

Personally I’ve always lived in…

A home that felt warm

And inviting

But Chelsea

It’s hip n it’s yeah n it’s me in my pinstripes n leathers n lace

But all Gucci

Or at least vintage

Shopping bags full of Waitrose delicacies

Aspiring for the polished look only an old jumper could convey

to feel at One

Along the Kings Road

And The Physic Gardens

Better pop a few plants in my basket

Even though the cupboards are bare.

But it’s never been my fav haunting ground

Or hunting ground even

Never sure whether to over emphasise the Sauf London privileged or deprived vowels & elements

In conversations

Over piles of stale bread and dainty cakes dipped in sickly synthetic cream to last a few days longer with cardboard bases dressed up to the nines for 10 x the price than in Waitrose

In those cafes

And the Town Halls a grand addition

But to those who belong and stomp n stride in identical skirts and shirts and heels and haircuts

It’s heaven

Whereas mine is a place of real gold

Where souls are true to their virtuous nature

Bestowed upon them by God

And riches and abundance are present

Only differences are, that one is heaven for all and the other is heaven for few.