FOR BLEDA
Bleda has led a really huge life
The heart of it, always Mary, his wife
They worked hard and prospered
The good life they fostered
Bleda the First was an archer
And, yes, a horseman to boot
He passed genes down the line through the ladies
Though it has to be said, they can’t shoot
The Bledas bought a place in Spain,
Years before the crowds
That’s where Bleda did his writing…
All the stories that have wowed
He could be kind, or Rabelaisian
Really needing no persuasion
Helicoptering in to the Cheltenham Festival
Could mostly (not always) be considered sensible
But the client was king, Bleda’s focus The Firm
Besprinkling hospitality to the maximum
He’s fond of his whiskies and heartily agrees
With Humphrey Bogart,
Whose last words were
“I should never have switched from Scotch to Martinis”
Who else do you know who’s flown to the Met….
Just how cool can you really get?
In ’91 they saw Il Barbiere di Siviglia
With Thomas Hampson as Figaro
His marvellous largo al factotum is still on You Tube you know!
Not only that, our hero can cook
He’s having the family for the Yule
The menu? Confit de canard, filet de porc
Not a sprout in sight, how they’ll drool
So please raise your glasses
Get up off your…..chairs
The toast is dear Bleda
Who tempts us to pen it
In the way of Alan Bennett
Encourages our minds to run free
And organised it seamlessly
Bravo, Bleda!