Happy 60th Diamond Jubilee!!! Hermione Nethercot, Aged 10
Bicester is a wonderful place to be, Surrounded by friends and family. If the Queen moved to Bicester, wow I would smile, And that smile would last longer than a very long mile!
There would be festivals, parades, amazing stuff to do, And all that stuff could be filmed by crew. I know the Queen will never move to Bicester, As London would very dearly miss her.
For the Queen’s Jubilee there’ll be cool stuff to do, Parties, parades, and bounces on a bouncy castle, too! People will be laughing, smiling all day long, And I expect at the end, we’ll all sing a song.
We’ll all have a wonderful street party, Wanna join in? Come on then, quickly! I think the party will be extremely great, Oh no! Hurry up! We’re going to be late!
Bicester is a wonderful place to be, Surrounded by friends and family, If the Queen moved to Bicester, wow I would smile, And that smile would last longer than a very long mile.
Bicester Kirsty Gregor, Aged 14
From the Bicester residence, to the Queen. In 60 years, so much you have seen. From three channel television to 3D TV, From pre-decimalised money to pay pal on your PC. Through all this you have reigned successfully Without fault in your steps.
Bicester still remembers when you took the crown In that glamorous ball gown From young to old, You stand out bold. In Bicester you’re a hero to us all. So if you’re on the phone, you could give me a call. We will celebrate your crowning glory By telling children about your story From generation to generation We personally thank you for all you have done.
Bicester (Set to Help – The Beatles) Jamie Felton, 15
Bicester, this growing t’own Bicester, it’s coming round Bicester, getting off the grou’ound Bic ter er er...er...
Now I’m 15 and Bicester’s such a great t’own Places to go – to be seen around The Garth, the village and so much more besi’ides Walk down sheep street, you will be surprised
Bicester is the place, it’s so coo’ool Bicester is the place, even my schoo’ool Bicester;s going to be the place to be’ee Bicester’s the town for meee
I love the scene, Bicester’s just s dea’eam The pubs the clubs, the places are supreme The folk are great, they never let you do’own Gotta feelin’ I’ll always be around
Bicester is the place it’s so coo’ool Bicester is the place, even my schoo’ool Bicester’s going to be the place to be’ee Bicester’s the town for me
Growing so fast, the transport links at la’ast Hospitals got the go, and the village is gonna grow The new town centre, it’s set to open soo’oon A cinema, cafes, man what aboon
Bicester is the place, it’s so coo’ool Bicester is the place even my schoo’ool Bicester’s going to be the place to bee’ee Bicester’s the town for me for me for mee’ee ooohh!
An Acrostic Poem Laura Boyle (Aged 11)
Jubilation for the nation! Unbelievably long! Believe it or not, we love her a lot! In her we give our trust! Life of dedication! Elizabeth’s her name! England our Queen forever!
Bicester: Our Wonderful One Sheep Town Charlie Sutcliffe (BCC)
Historical churches and greasy spoons, Friendly hotels and drunken youths, A one sheep town, a wonderful place to be, No wonder the entire town is trying to leave, Designer shops making use of teen exploitation, Shiny boutiques seeking media attention. This is our town, our house and our home, A simple place which we call our own. For this is the town here dreams are made And this is the town where the rich come to trade. So come to our town and queue in our traffic Wait in our prison when your rage becomes psychopathic.
This is a town with a past, a capital P, Yet this is the town where none of us, in all honesty, want to be. We have agents for both estate and for travel, The sheer number of them leaves our inhabitants baffled. We support charities both at home and abroad, And the amounts that we give leave others in awe. We help out in Oxfam, Sue Rhyder and British Heart Foundation Just doing our bit to help out other more distant, deprived nations. We survive invasions, Roman and American We sell cheap tat to invaders, Vietnamese and Saudi-Arabian. This is a town with its eye on the ball, its hands in your pockets We see your money, we’re sorry, we want it.
For this is Bicester, despicable, unlikable, the town time forgot On the visage of Oxfordshire, a hideous, unsightly, strangely lovable spot. This town is not perfect in any way, shape of form, Yet this is the town where we were born. We’re the first to admit that this is a town miles from perfect, And I’m sorry to say, “Well, that’s how we like it.” For this is our town, our house and our home, This is a simple place which we call our own. An acquired taste that you will surely remember For we are the town residing in squalidly splendour. Give us a visit, waste an afternoon wandering around For this is our Bicester, our wonderful one sheep town.
Bicester George Mason (Bicester Community College)
Of old and new And the faces The ever changing faces Of both the buildings Down sheep street, My street Their street Our street, The ashen-fronted buildings Look down on us, The people, And the people Past, present and future Changing, making their mark.
To the oldest, our churches. Hallowed halls, filled with voices Of the children The children that were once us Connecting the first with the last Through our round-worn stone hall And to the future, A changing face looms A brand new corner For us, the people, To live and discover. But no matter how It shall change The memories Of Christmas lights Of summer nights Of me, Of my father, Of my father’s father They make it something it shall always be:
Home.
Bicester Jonny Wyatt (Aged 11½, Bicester Community College)
She is to me, like park to child, synonymous with fun, And every time that I’m away, I realise she’s the one, In summer time it’s festivals, and sun to pass the time, The winter brings its frosts, and snow; but even that is fine.
Her streets are “small,” her shops “outdated,” though I don’t really care, It’s not her shop, nor social life no, that’s not why I’m there, She may not be the perfect town, in fact I’d guarantee it! But had she been the absolute, she would not be my township.
So should to her I ever have to bid my fold farewell, And slowly realise never more I’ll hear saint Edburg’s bell, Nor see the market traders, though they still pitch out their stalls, And doctors still will rush around, to take their constant calls.
I’ll beg for one more picnic in Garth Park, on opportunity, But then I’ll say a word of thanks for Bicester’s bright community. My final breath will then be drawn, my shift has come and gone, Generations pass away, but Bicester still lives on.
How do I love Bicester? Francesca May McMahon (Year 11, Bicester Community College)
How do I love Bicester? Let me count the ways. The long heated traffic, the long school days, Bicester village and its expensive ways. Open spaces, many places to go, Town centre with the shopping flow, BBC and their epic shows.
How do I love Bicester? Let me count the ways. Strangers, Friends, and happiness to face, Kindly gone in old school grace, Of course it’s hard in such a small place. Open spaces, many places to go, We want you to come on down, And enjoy our Bicester town flow.
I Am Bicester Catherine Crockett (Bicester Community College)
I am Bicester, not merely a place But every person that lives within me, Every familiar face. I am part of history When I was burned to ground Every piece of the puzzle That helped rebuild this town In 1724 after the fire I felt the burn and wanted to retire. From this job which has caused me pain But also happiness How could I give that away? I saw the building of Sheep Street 300 years ago I felt them lay it brick by brick By the Romans as we know I have watched the town change around me New shops, houses and schools. I am home to Bicester Community College, And Cooper; no longer a home for mules. Kingsmere is being built as I speak And I felt the rage of the ‘Bicester Twister’ Only last week. You will always think of Bicester As a small insignificant town But I am within it.
Bicester
Georgia Smith (Form 7.2, BCC)
It was coming up to the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee,
You see her petite Corgi was lost.
He wandered down the M40 like he had no tomorrow,
He doesn’t know where he is going,
He wants to get back for the Jubilee.
He arrived at the fast growing town of Bicester,
The town with a Roman name,
He still carried on with this trek,
He doesn’t know where he is going,
He wants to get back for the Jubilee.
Flyspeck Corgi made it to Bicester Village,
Through shops like Superdry and Jack Wills,
Like a fashion fan,,
He doesn’t know where he is going,
He wants to get back for the Jubilee.
Corgi meandered very far to Sheep Street,
Where they used to sell sheep,
But now teensy dog was tired and his legs felt like jelly,
He doesn’t know where he is going,
He wants to get back for the Jubilee.
Plod plod down the streets of Bure Park,
Trot trot past the houses of Southwold,
Pitter-patter in the fields of Kingsmere,
He doesn’t know where he is going,
He wants to get back for the Jubilee.
He arrived at our school of BCC,
The kids were all doing work on the Olympics,
Did you know the Olympic torch was coming through?
He doesn’t know where he is going,
He wants to get back for the Jubilee.
One of the kids called Georgia,
Also known as me,
Picked up the little pooch and took him back to London,
He doesn’t know where he is going,
He wants to get back for the Jubilee.
Seems like the miniature doggie,
Was back in time for the Jubilee,
This is how his story went,
He doesn’t know where he is going,
He wants to get back for the Jubilee.
Hip Hip Hooray! Corgi is back!
The Sheep of Bicester Town
Holly Hutchon (Form 8.3, Bicester Community College)
Stuck in this stone statue all day long,
Watching the bustle of the town.
Busy people, fast people, slow people,
I see it all.
I am the sheep of Bicester Town.
Fridays, glorious Fridays,
The day of the market.
The fruit and cheese and bread, oh! The smell!
I see it all.
I am the sheep of Bicester Town.
The weekends, when the teens come out,
People going for haircuts, for new clothes.
Though the dark skies loom over, the high spirits carry on.
I see it all.
I am the sheep of Bicester Town.
It is fun seeing the people,
Preparing for the celebrations.
The Queen’s Diamond Jubilee and the Olympics,
I see it all.
I am the sheep of Bicester Town
Mondays. The start of a new week,
The joy, the happiness, the fun!
This is me. This is my life. This is Bicester.
I see it all.
I am the sheep of Bicester Town.
My Little Kingdom
Megan Walker (Form 8.2, Bicester Community College)
Deep in the heart of England,
Lies a town far from shore,
Where the people stand, hand in hand,
And they know what families are for.
The name of this town is Bicester,
The ‘Two Fortis’ is its name,
In Germany, it has a twin sister,
But it’s original, never the same.
Of good shops there are many,
In a place near Tesco’s
Where people will pay the extra penny...
For a plenty of quality clothes.
When Britain was in Civil War,
We helped on Parliament’s side,
When the monarchy fought the law,
Law won; we are filled with pride.
Our spirits are always high,
In this little town,
It is rarely blue in the sky,
But that won’t get us down.
Always in the shadows,
Of Oxford’s great past,
Bicester will soon emerge
A regenerated City, at last.
The Post Box
Emily Holt (Year 8, Bicester Community College)
I stand in Bicester’s Sheep Street.
A letter enters my stomach, I read the sheet.
The letters tell me what’s going on.
That’s how I know what’s come and gone.
Bicester helped greatly in the Second World War.
The letters I read told me this for sure.
I read when Bicester Village came.
People come round the world for the shops of fame.
But now the Queen’s Jubilee is here,
People dance, sing and cheer.
The London Olympics soon to start
People proud to be British with all their heart.
I know this because the letters you send
I read.
Bicester
Aimee Webster (Year 8, BCC)
Peaceful little market town With all our shops and stores And all our parks and more You shall need a tour.
We have a lot of history, With houses very old, From the newspapers we sold To the stories that we told.
Now we have modern Bicester days, With all our pricey upscale stores And our skate parks and more, You will need more than a tour.
We still have our history But with more estates. Furthermore, we’re yet to close the gates, And a lot more kids inside with mates.
For the future yet to come, We’ll have our pricey upscale stores, With cinemas, DVDs and more, You will need a tour And there is more like never before.
We still have our history, But with Kingsmere, Closing the gates is very near And all the kids inside, I fear.
Bicester
Charlotte Anderson (Form 7.3, Bicester Community College)
Change is coming,
The re-development is due.
Bicester is thriving,
Both old and new.
I hope it doesn’t disappoint,
For it has been long awaited.
At Bicester, in awe, they will point,
This has been anticipated.
Behind the barriers work takes shape,
When it is finished, jaws will gape.
There might be shops, cinemas and restaurants too
The mystery will soon be unveiled, to me and you.
Bicester, an Incredible place!
Emma Ford (Year 8, BCC)
Bicester, an incredible place,
Growing at an amazing pace,
Sometimes hot,
But that isn’t a lot,
Sometimes there’s so much rain,
Causing so much pain.
New houses are being built
All need their own quilt,
Everybody in Bicester is nice,
None of them have lice.
I would love to say some more,
But I would be breaking the law
Bicester is an incredible place
Which will never be covered in lace.
Bicester
Izzy Crochett (BCC)
You should really come to Bicester,
You really, really should,
“we home the biggest tourist attraction”
Said Mr Kelly-Wood.
He taught us all about
When we were sat in class
The history and everything
It really was a blast.
He told us all of its origins,
Like those who lived before,
And sis you know who lived here,
The Saxons...of course.
He told us all about its name,
Which used to be Berencest,
Then it got changed through the years,
To the more commonly known...Bicester.
I really enjoyed that lesson
Finding out about where I live
Now I know everything
There is to know about this. Bicester
Sophie Barr (BCC)
Green fields surround the edge,
Allotments full of fruit and veg,
Sheep Street our Bicester Market,
Where Shepherds walked their sheep and friends still meet,
Saint Edburgs Church every hour it plays its bells,
The lovely bells so loud you can always tell
Married couples, Christenings, the start of happy dreams.
New houses being built giving Bicester more light to beam,
The country towns been here for ages,
With our surrounding villages.
Sainsbury’s, a cinema and a more modern town,
I love this town. Who could put Bicester down?
Bicester
Kimberley Blunsdon (Form 7.6, BCC)
Bicester is my home town
Off to the village to buy a gown.
Bicester to me is by far the best
Shoppers will never get a rest!
Red, white and blue bunting
In the streets are people lunching.
The Olympic torch is on its way
So get up and cheer, Hooray!
With Bicester Avenue, Village and Town
You can spend your pounds.
Bicester Avenue has goods and crafts galore
Flowers, trees and much more!
This is not the very end
Visit Bicester and bring your friends.
Bicester
Daniel Craig (Form 7.3, BCC)
This is my town called Bicester,
Now you listen to me,
Because you will learn
All about us.
This is my town called Bicester
It has a lot of history,
I don’t think you will find it
Very gory at all.
This is my town called Bicester,
It has a lovely Sheep Street,
It leads to Market Square,
Where they used to sell sheep.
This is my town called Bicester,
It has a lot of schools,
Where no-one is a fool,
In the town of Bicester.
This is my town called Bicester,
It is really cool
Because we have a big swimming pool,
In the town of Bicester.
This is my town called Bicester
It has a lovely town,
With a lot of tourists
In the Town of Bicester.
This is my town called Bicester,
There there’s a lot of friends.
Each and every one of us
Get along and share.
Bicester
Sachina Sunar (Form 7.4, BCC)
Bicester is a very nice town
But Bicester Village will make you frown.
Because of all the traffic it causes.
Bicester has two secondary schools
They are both really cool
And there are lots of primary schools, too.
Garth Park is really great
You can meet there with your mates,
And you can skate.
There are lots of shops and cafés
For you to eat and meet,
And have an ice-cream for a treat.
Immaculate Bicester!
Amelia Ait-Tales (7.2, BCC)
Bicester you are the jewel in the crown,
You stand out,
In every town,
To you people bow,
Your meadows,
Full of fresh green grass,
Gracefully the grass blows,
You are truly priceless art.
Your air is clear,
The melody it plays,
The flowers here
Are beautiful, especially in May.
The history that is here,
Is so immaculate,
It is really clear
We all congratulate.
Bicester is so victorious,
We are proud,
It is so pictorial
In the crowd.
The skies are sapphire blue,
How nice the birds fly.
It is like Bicester is brand new,
Honestly, I wouldn’t lie.
There is so much to say,
About amazing Bicester,
But not enough space,
To write about amazing Bicester.
Bicester
Lauren Hansen (8.5, BCC)
Bicester was the name The name I had to remember The place I had to live The place I had to shelter.
When I got out of the car I walked, but not too far, To explore the place they called Bicester,
The quiet and small place Where all the houses looked the same. Then I found my new school Though it was not that cool.
But that’s where I had to stay, That’s where I had to play.
The next day I went out Where people found the need to scream and shout. There I stood in the park Also where people had a good laugh.
As I carried on I found Garth Park Where people love to skate on the path Then I took a seat, to see a wedding take place Where the bride had a huge smile on her face.
When I had to leave I thought: Wow, I am pleased, For Bicester is a community Who care for all their needs.
Developing Bicester
Kirsten Shearer (BCC)
In the last 13 years Bicester has changed
A lot, shops, transport, buildings, environment,
People. That’s why Bicester is the fastest
Growing town in Oxfordshire.
Many streets here have historical facts,
Sheep Street is 300 years old and that’s
A fact.
Giggling children swarm through the gates of
Garth Park, the award-winning place.
It’s difficult to imagine Bicester so many
Years ago. Local horse-races, headquarters of
Parliamentary forces in the Civil War. I have
Been informed that the airfield was formed in
World War I. Whilst so important, the picture is
Faded for me. It’s difficult to imagine the
Way Bicester used to be.
It’s very hard to know what the future is
Going to bring. Bicester keeps developing
So quickly for me. The Olympic Torch
Will be coming through, soon, time to
Celebrate and enjoy yourself, too. My Bicester Poem
Kayleigh Walton (BCC)
I will never leave Bicester,
Because Bicester is my home,
I’m meant to fly south for the winter,
But I stay in my zone,
Because Bicester is my home.
Flying over Bicester Village,
I see tourists coming by the dozen,
Buying all the designer clothes.
Everybody has to queue,
Just to have a little view.
The weather here is just right,
Never too hot,
Never too cold,
But when it starts to rain,
It’s a bit of a pain.
Bicester has changed so much,
It was just a small village,
But it has grown and grown,
It’s going to get bigger,
And it’s going to change its figure.
Bicester has been through lots,
We’ve won battles,
But also lost them
Yet we still stay together.
Bicester is forever.
Bicester Twister
Amy Attrill (Aged 12, BCC)
Bicester may not seem the most exciting town,
But unusual things are happening all around,
One day a guinea fowl appeared in my school,
Everyone was saying, “Wow! That’s cool!”
A rare bird here is our midst,
Probably last spotted during the blitz.
The other day there was a twister,
Hanging ominously over Bicester,
Black clouds were looming,
The thunder was booming,
Trees were blowing in the storm,
Hail stones crashing on the lawn,
The sky lit up from a flash of lightning,
I’ve never witnessed anything so frightening!
Now we’re going eco, now we’re going green,
It’s not just Bicester Village that will have to be seen,
Designer shoes and handbags all in pink,
An eco-town, low energy houses, a new rail link,
What do the people of Bicester really think?
Restaurants, shops, a cinema with seven screens,
New development everywhere or so it seems. Soon it will be a weekend of Jubilee celebration,
Bicester, a part of our great British nation,
The flame en-route to Olympic glory,
Wow, what a fantastic story!
Union Jacks flying, children frantically waving,
As the Olympic torchbearer pounds the paving,
Through the streets of the exciting town of Bicester,
A Guinea fowl, an eco-town, Olympic torch and a twister!
How times have changed
Chloe Woodgate (Yr 8, BCC)
How times have changed
The church has changed the
Times I’ve gone in the times
I’ve gone out it has changed
How times have changed
The Village has changed
The Black Penny was a Post
Office now it’s a pub.
How times have changed
The things we love, the things
We cherish have had their time
And had to fly.
How times have changed
I will never be 3 again but I have
My memories to keep with me
I will miss little Bicester
For I will never know what
Happened in the past but I do know
It will grow and I will remember
The little town of Bicester.
Bicester
Megan McDowall (8.6, BCC)
Bicester is colourful
In the spring, summer, autumn and winter
Come and see
Especially in the summer
So many flowers, so many colours
Tell your friends
Enjoy the seasons in Bicester
Run, hurry up, come and see...Bicester!
Bicester
Millie Salt (BCC)
Clear, clean skies that tantalize,
A crystal blue display,
Twinkling stars like eyes at night,
That hideaway in the day...
Yellow, green and brown leaves
Sparkling in the sun’s rays
Trees surrounded by buzzing bees
Flying in the summer haze...
Relatives and family,
Lovers, pets and friends,
All living in this one big town,
Knowing how to make amends...
The Day the Guinea Fowl Came to Our School
Natasha Shingler (8.6, BCC)
The day the guinea fowl
Came to our school,
It was an amazing sight
For everyone – small and tall.
It wandered round with its
Stick-like legs,
Whilst teachers chased
It like chickens with no heads.
It scurried round from wall to wall,
With its toes stretched
Out and its head held tall.
People watched with amazement on their face
As there were not many left from the guinea fowl race.
After hours and hours
Of chasing this bird, he was
Finally caught and soon after returned.
So that was the day
The guinea fowl came to
Our school,
An amazing memory
For one and all...
Bicester Vicky Bird (8.6, BCC)
Good access by road is definitely key Between London and Birmingham on the M40
There’s no excuse, just follow the sign It’s really easy For Bicester remember: It’s Junction 9
Children leave for school early in the morning Some wide awake, some still yawning
Bicester has a lot of shops Some expensive Some prices may drop
Bicester Village is known nation-wide People come to shop, it must be tried
Pretty gardens, pretty sights Some people go during the day Some even go at night
Garth Park is a fun place to gather and meet For friends, family and visitors the gardens kept very neat There are swings and slides and even a skate park It’s free for all So stay ‘till it’s dark.
Some people come by car, bus and train We think it’s the best, but try not to be vain
Restaurants open, food smelling good Chefs keep yelling We need more firewood
Bicester town is developing fast The plans and schemes have finally passed
Lots of new houses are on their way To accommodate our community Bigger than we have today
Hopes and dreams of a much better place When finished will put a smile on our face.
Bicester Poem Jordan Chester (8.4 BCC)
Bicester is cool, Bicester is reem It even sells some nice ice-cream Bicester Village is new It has a great view You can buy every type of high heel shoe.
Bicester town has many shops As an ice-cream man’s icicle pops
There are crime and drugs Too many thugs But we can’t stamp them out Easy as bugs.
There is a new cinema Coming to town It will crown off Bicester Without a frown
There is an eco-town Called Kingsmere Estate It’s got ten out of ten The highest rate
The farm cows are young As fit as a fiddle I swear it’s a poem And not a riddle
This is Bicester From every angle Try not to get yourself In a tangle
This is my poem of Bicester.
Events of the Pasts Cameron Jordan
2012 a year of fun galore People think of the Olympics but there’s much more For me the diamond springs to mind our Noble Queen She’s one of a kind
In 1953 her reign began She sat on the throne she put on the crown 60 years, boy that’s a long time Since then events have happened some horrific some quite fine Men have set foot on the moon The swing 60s, my they ended soon. Windsor Castle, the Queen’s glorious home It caught a flame – I can’t say how for I do not know.
There are events that happen yearly listen Close I’ll speak clearly The State Opening of Parliament For me it’s a bore The Christmas Speech I always want more. Her Majesty’s birthday: It’s such a show The trooping of the colours, street parties, It’s all get up and go.
So here end the poem Here ends the rhyme God bless the Queen God bless her all the time.
Bicester
Sophie Barr (BCC)
Green fields surround the edge,
Allotments full of fruit and veg,
Sheep Street our Bicester Market,
Where Shepherds walked their sheep and friends still meet,
Saint Edburgs Church every hour it plays its bells,
The lovely bells so loud you can always tell
Married couples, Christenings, the start of happy dreams.
New houses being built giving Bicester more light to beam,
The country towns been here for ages,
With our surrounding villages.
Sainsbury’s, a cinema and a more modern town,
I love this town. Who could put Bicester down?
Bicester
Charlotte Anderson (Form 7.3, Bicester Community College)
Change is coming,
The re-development is due.
Bicester is thriving,
Both old and new.
I hope it doesn’t disappoint,
For it has been long awaited.
At Bicester, in awe, they will point,
This has been anticipated.
Behind the barriers work takes shape,
When it is finished, jaws will gape.
There might be shops, cinemas and restaurants too
The mystery will soon be unveiled, to me and you.
My Little Kingdom
Megan Walker (Form 8.2, Bicester Community College)
Deep in the heart of England,
Lies a town far from shore,
Where the people stand, hand in hand,
And they know what families are for.
The name of this town is Bicester,
The ‘Two Fortis’ is its name,
In Germany, it has a twin sister,
But it’s original, never the same.
Of good shops there are many,
In a place near Tesco’s
Where people will pay the extra penny...
For a plenty of quality clothes.
When Britain was in Civil War,
We helped on Parliament’s side,
When the monarchy fought the law,
Law won; we are filled with pride.
Our spirits are always high,
In this little town,
It is rarely blue in the sky,
But that won’t get us down.
Always in the shadows,
Of Oxford’s great past,
Bicester will soon emerge
A regenerated City, at last.
Bicester Poem Jordan Chester (8.4 BCC)
Bicester is cool, Bicester is reem It even sells some nice ice-cream Bicester Village is new It has a great view You can buy every type of high heel shoe.
Bicester town has many shops As an ice-cream man’s icicle pops
There are crime and drugs Too many thugs But we can’t stamp them out Easy as bugs.
There is a new cinema Coming to town It will crown off Bicester Without a frown
There is an eco-town Called Kingsmere Estate It’s got ten out of ten The highest rate
The farm cows are young As fit as a fiddle I swear it’s a poem And not a riddle
This is Bicester From every angle Try not to get yourself In a tangle
This is my poem of Bicester.
Bicester Twister
Amy Attrill (Aged 12, BCC)
Bicester may not seem the most exciting town,
But unusual things are happening all around,
One day a guinea fowl appeared in my school,
Everyone was saying, “Wow! That’s cool!”
A rare bird here is our midst,
Probably last spotted during the blitz.
The other day there was a twister,
Hanging ominously over Bicester,
Black clouds were looming,
The thunder was booming,
Trees were blowing in the storm,
Hail stones crashing on the lawn,
The sky lit up from a flash of lightning,
I’ve never witnessed anything so frightening!
Now we’re going eco, now we’re going green,
It’s not just Bicester Village that will have to be seen,
Designer shoes and handbags all in pink,
An eco-town, low energy houses, a new rail link,
What do the people of Bicester really think?
Restaurants, shops, a cinema with seven screens,
New development everywhere or so it seems.
Soon it will be a weekend of Jubilee celebration, Bicester, a part of our great British nation,
The flame en-route to Olympic glory,
Wow, what a fantastic story!
Union Jacks flying, children frantically waving,
As the Olympic torchbearer pounds the paving,
Through the streets of the exciting town of Bicester,
A Guinea fowl, an eco-town, Olympic torch and a twister!
I Am Bicester Catherine Crockett (Bicester Community College)
I am Bicester, not merely a place But every person that lives within me, Every familiar face. I am part of history When I was burned to ground Every piece of the puzzle That helped rebuild this town In 1724 after the fire I felt the burn and wanted to retire. From this job which has caused me pain But also happiness How could I give that away? I saw the building of Sheep Street 300 years ago I felt them lay it brick by brick By the Romans as we know I have watched the town change around me New shops, houses and schools. I am home to Bicester Community College, And Cooper; no longer a home for mules. Kingsmere is being built as I speak And I felt the rage of the ‘Bicester Twister’ Only last week. You will always think of Bicester As a small insignificant town But I am within it.
Bicester Kirsty Gregor, Aged 14
From the Bicester residence, to the Queen. In 60 years, so much you have seen. From three channel television to 3D TV, From pre-decimalised money to pay pal on your PC. Through all this you have reigned successfully Without fault in your steps.
Bicester still remembers when you took the crown In that glamorous ball gown From young to old, You stand out bold. In Bicester you’re a hero to us all. So if you’re on the phone, you could give me a call. We will celebrate your crowning glory By telling children about your story From generation to generation We personally thank you for all you have done.