The Fantasy Never Got Beyond That—i Didn’t

Our Family Arrived In England In 1960. At That Time I Thought The War Was Ancient History. But If I Think Of 15 Years Ago From Now, Thats 1990, And That Seems Like Yesterday To Me.

But I Really Wanted To Find It For You. And When It Looked In The End Like It Wasn't Going To Turn Up, I Just Said To Myself, One Day I'll Go To Norfolk And I'll Find It There For Her.' 'the Lost Corner Of England,' I Said.

I Actually Dislike, More Than Many People, Working Through Literary Allusion. I Just Feel That There's Something A Bit Snobbish Or Elitist About That. I Don't Like It As A Reader, When I'm Reading Something. It's Not Just The Elitism Of It; It Jolts Me Out Of The Mode In Which I'm Reading. I've Immersed Myself In The World And Then When The Light Goes On I'm Supposed To Be Making Some Kind Of Literary Comparison To Another Text. I Find I'm Pulled Out Of My Kind Of Fictional World, I'm Asked To Use My Brain In A Different Kind Of Way. I Don't Like That.

Even At The Time, I Realised This Couldn't Be Right, That This Interpretation Didn't Fit With The Rest Of The Lyrics. But That Wasn't An Issue With Me. The Song Was About What I Said, And I Used To Listen To It Again And Again, On My Own, Whenever I Got The Chance.

I Saw A New World Coming Rapidly. More Scientific, Efficient, Yes. More Cures For The Old Sicknesses. Very Good. But A Harsh, Cruel, World. And I Saw A Little Girl, Her Eyes Tightly Closed, Holding To Her Breast The Old Kind World, One That She Knew In Her Heart Could Not Remain, And She Was Holding It And Pleading, Never To Let Her Go.