It is not Hamilton, a place in which my granddad enthused over
In his semi-waking dreams and in which, even as a small boy, I knew
He would rather have stayed, grown old in and perhaps
Even rather have passed
Away peacefully in the comfort of a town
That he once had played baseball and swam across its neighbouring lake.
Montreal he had only mentioned as a place that he had seen once,
From the deck of one ship and then from the deck of another
When the family left Canada to come to England via
John Wesley at Brutopia. Photograph by Ian D. Hall.
Originally published by L.S. Media. April 13th 2011.
For those straying off the beaten track whilst attending the Marillion convention in Montreal would have been thrilled to see John Wesley performing at The Brutopia pub in Crescent Street. For his army of fans in Britain, the chances of catching Wes, as he is affectionately known, are rare, for those who had travelled from all over North America to catch the convention it was a case of less is more.