© Ayr/Gray
‘Oh gosh… look up. There’s something very wrong up there.’
The two boys stared for a bit, and then they walked around the carousel.
‘That’s what she has lost, and it’s a terrible shame, don’t you think?’
‘It was so windy and wet, the rain had been pouring all night.’
‘It was very dark and there was a great storm lashing around, remember?’
They continued to look up.
‘She isn’t afraid though, despite what happened. She is still proud and she holds her head up high.’
The two boys walked around again.
‘I wonder what happened though? I mean, she’s still a horse, but…’
‘Shall we have a look?
They tried looking around the various rides, but they had no luck.
‘Oh well, at least the sun is shining now.’
‘And we can take our cagoules off.’
They look at each other.
‘Just before we go, let’s look up once again.’
‘She’s still handsome, being a horse, but really she’s a unicorn, isn’t she?‘
‘And maybe she still has some magical powers, don’t you think?
‘Okay, time to sing now, and we will show our true colours.’
‘That’s right, we’re red!’
PS – it’s football – and it’s Liverpool (where we used to stay)
And also a song from Carousel – a musical hit!
When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don’t be afraid of the dark
At the end of a storm
There’s a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
For your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone
You’ll never walk alone
Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone
You’ll never walk alone
Songwriters: Oscar Hammerstein II / Richard Rodgers