A Salute to all the Volunteers - A Poem by Denis Turner 

Once a week a bloke arrives 

To bring us all some cheer 

His name is Dennis a Salvation Army Guy 

Who makes it his career to help others that are not the very best 

To do this he brings games that everyone plays with fun and zest 

He brings a mate called Rod who stands the skittles as we knock them down  

He joins the fun, but it’s at golf he really goes to town 

I’ve seen him stand on the tee and calmly putt three tens out of three

While we scratch the odd five 30 thirty quite good, I think you’ll agree 

Odd Wednesdays we play pool, Rod’s quite good at that 

But it’s here Dennis shines and leaves most of us quite flat 

There are plenty more to make up the pack 

Alberto two Dave’s, Steve, Ken, George and Jack                     

There are others but I don’t remember 

I’ve a problem that’s hard to fix 

I’ve suffered with age dementia since the early age of six 

What we are does not matter or how good we are at play 

As long as we join the fun and appreciate the time given to us every day.