WITH DEEP REGRET

Susan Brownrigg

They were on their way back from the zoo. Fifty-seven Year 3s chattering about the naughty monkeys and giggling about the elephant that did the big poo. Cuddling fluffy penguins and plush tigers. Seatbelts unbuckled so they can press their faces against the windows. Waving at the passing lorries and cars when the tyre blows. 
           400 yards from refuge. 
            Fifty-seven parents clinging desperately to fading hope while successive transport ministers swerve responsibility.