The Civilisation of the Wayuu

Nick Knowles came

round to my house last week.

I don't know the geezer

except by reputation.

He said he had a job for me:

building a conservatory

for the women of

a Venezuelan tribe.

Damn, he's a persuasive man.

Before I knew it,

I'd fetched my spirit level,

donned my hi-viz undercracks

and my hardest hat

and joined his sleazy band.

All through the night we toiled,

fuelled by constructing powder

and chunky egg mayo butties

(on white bloomer, salad suspended).

Chucking hammocks

and colourful handcrafted bags

into the Daniel O'Donnell skip.

Fitting the finest

polycarbonate sheeting

and exquisite bi-folding doors.

You should have seen the looks

on the faces of those tribeswomen

when we did THE BIG REVEAL ...

... positively murderous.

B.R. 02.11.23

Nick Knowles (the face of Birds Eye Steakhouse Grills) pictured at Charnock Richard motorway service area en route to the Guajira Peninsula.
Photo by B.R.