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It was known as the top sheet –
two sides of A4.
Age. DOB. Qualifications. Work experience. Interests
and reasons for wanting to go to Antarctica.
Used to cull wheat from chaff for interviews
grain from husk for employment –
given to each shift supervisor : speed dating appraisal of staff.

On paper Alison looked pretty impressive
•  Head girl
•  Trained Teacher
•   Sales manager for an innovative company.

In Person she appeared
•  Well bred
•  Well presented
•   Not the type to be affected by the Antarctic 10.

The Antarctic 10
rebuffed men’s revenge on the male-female imbalance –
women called the shots
5/10 at home, 10/10 here.
Sexist, that’s what they said
some very plain women found previously unfelt influence.

Alison, probably 7.5 in civilian life
but here ………
On the first Saturday she left the bar with a man
showered and returned
for seconds,
going home with a second. It set the pattern.

A quick calculation … she would be ….  49 now
her wedding finger sparkles
the clothes are prosperous
her eyes said the past was inconvenient,
a reminder,
that hopes not.
I went to the unnecessary restroom. It gave her time to leave.



Most of my life has been spent on the bench, occasionally called into the game by extravagance or attenuation. Waiting has turned a loner into a recorder - nondescript and inconsequential, more not noticed than overlooked - the non-vantage point of children not yet considered old enough to understand. Orphaned Islands (Un)poetry is a lifetime of picking anecdotes up and not throwing them away. Stories collected like odds and ends placed in a box in the basement, the garage, the garden shed - uncertain as to what their use might be but knowing that one day there might be one.