The Wakes Week, implemented in 1907
The busy time is winding down,
Our holiday is drawing near,
The mills and factories will close;
Oh, what a joyous time each year.
Just for a week we get to rest,
(Although we won’t get any pay),
And stroll the sands of Blackpool beach:
A week to live and love and play.
Yet all too soon the week will pass,
And work will fill our days again;
But till that time, let’s live it up,
With joie de vivre, come sun or rain.
Jack Horne enjoys reading and writing poetry.