kitchen sink rather than psychedelia

     
     
     
     
     
     
six pennyworth of chips, heavy on salt  
and vinegar, eaten out of grease  
(and there was plenty of that!) proof paper,    
wrapped up in an old copy of the    
   
daily mirror, was a part of the whole  
nineteen sixties experience when  
we were kids, aged around ten or eleven,      
we’d never heard of jimmy hendrix     ..