No wonder we bolshie seventies students thought the revolution had almost arrived. A very English revolution it might have been too, if only we had known, with barricades of abandoned hostess trolleys constructed in the streets of the Home Counties.
But you would have had to reckon with resistance of a younger generation - including the pre-pubescent PW and his fellow prep-school boy choristers who had not only been ordered to bring torches to the church in case the swinish and revolting lower orders forced us to sing our Christmas Carol Service in the dark, but had been reminded before the service that it was our patriotic and Christian duty to sing out clear and strong even as the lights went out around us.
Those wre the days ...
