December 3, 2010Dear Sir,Re: Parking in the City.I read with interest Mr Charles Spanswick's letter printed on December 3 in which he advocated the stimulus of local retail business by the provision of free parking. With apologies to Lewis Carroll, might I advocate the provision of at least some parking ...The Walrus and the CarpenterWere driving into townTo do a bit of shopping,But the Walrus wore a frown,For they could find no place to parkThough they searched all around.“There used to be a car park here.”The Walrus did declare.“It was on number seven dock,I absolutely swear.”But where the car park once had stood was vacant empty air.

“I see a sign,” The Walrus said,When they had drawn quite near.“This car park closed foreverIn February this year.”“Too late. Too late”. The Walrus cried,and shed a bitter tear.“Then let us to the Supermart,And get our shopping done.We'll find a parking space alrightThere's always at least one”.But The Corporation got there first,and the Parking bays were gone

“Oh Carpenter,” The Walrus said,“I fear we'll never findA place to do our shopping,And leave our car behind.”“Keep looking”, said the CarpenterAnd he spat upon the sign.“A car park! Look! Across the street.Ah! See how well we're served.”But when they drove into the lot,The parking was reserved.The Carpenter just sniffed the once,and then he did observe,“The City and JudiciaryHave got a lot of nerve.”

At last they found an empty spot,and parked their little car.They were nearly out of gasolineFor they'd driven very far.The Walrus heard his cell phone ring,And pulled it from his vest.He listened, then he answered back,“That is a strange request.I'd love to ‘Buy Bermuda,But I'm parked in Paget West.”PAUL MACCOYCity of Hamilton