Poetry
Out of Sight Out of Mind – Disappearing Workers

Out of sight, out of mind. The Invisible workers who clean our offices, slaughter our cattle, make our sandwiches. Poetry Week.
Out of sight, out of mind. The Invisible workers who clean our offices, slaughter our cattle, make our sandwiches. Poetry Week.
According to recent reports our PM wants us to be heading backwards to pounds and ounces. But will this be acceptable to the British people?