Creative influence

We are all standing on the shoulders of giants. Those were Newton’s thoughts on advance. And we all use songs, pictures,poems, and ideas to motivate us and change us. We look at these things, or listen to them, and wonder at their marvel.

Like shells, twinkling on the beach of life, these trinkets wipe away the dull monotony of sand, and sand, and sand.

 

Most of life is plod, work to pay for everyday life, and the moments of beauty are few , like the shells on the beach. So, when we find them, we should treasure them.

The walk to school

When I was very young, from the age of 5 to the age of eleven, every school day I would walk with a family friend ( an adult woman who was our neighbour)  from our house at 50 Edwin Road to our primary school, Fairview School in Wigmore.(in Kent)

We would walk, with our neighbour, my brother , her daughters and she would walk us to the school gates. We would make our own way home, walking through the alleys , kicking the dead leaves, all the way to Wigmore.

We would walk up Edwin Road, past Sylvan road and the junction with Marshall Road, up to Durham road. Then we would turn left, towards the row of shops(here was a sweet shop where we bought ‘Mojos” sweets for half pence (yes, the halfpence still existed), later, it became a video shop,now its just a house.) and cross Durham road and head through alleys, into Cambridge road, then Asquith road, then onto Woodside. On Woodside was another  shops, a post office selling, sweets and newspapers.We would cross Woodside, and continue along the alley, past a scout hut and walk onto Edwards Close, and then onto Drewery Drive. This was when we arrived at school.

It sounds difficult to believe all these years later, and when I look at the route on Google earth, it seems so far.

https://www.google.fr/maps/dir/51.364722,0.5840881/Fairview+Community+Primary+School/@51.3514352,0.5930878,14z/data=!4m9!4m8!1m0!1m5!1m1!1s0x0:0xfdd4964049594b81!2m2!1d0.586669!2d51.348069!3e2

Then, when I was 11, we went to a different school,  Rainham Mark Grammar School. I walked with my sister , or alone from Edwin Road. We would walk down Edwin road, cross at the pelican crossing,  past the paper shop and filling station,go into Elizabeth Court, onto the Roman Track, down, past the garages and back alleys, past abandoned condoms and shopping trolleys.We would exit on Hawthorne Avenue, and continue past Ashley Road. On the corner of Ashley road were shops, selling sweets and cloths. I seem to remember Walley Wombat’s shop being here, as well as a great sweet shop. We would either turn down Ashley road, or continue down hawthorne avenue to the Dewdrop pub, turn and head towards Pump Lane and our school.

https://www.google.fr/maps/dir/Rainham+Mark+Grammar+School/56+Edwin+Rd,+Gillingham+ME8+0AB,+Royaume-Uni/@51.370011,0.590042,18z/data=!4m24!4m23!1m15!1m1!1s0x0:0xd9f5b3b084166983!2m2!1d0.594766!2d51.371083!3m4!1m2!1d0.5904601!2d51.3708133!3s0x47d8d2eb9a59d081:0x942361cbca9f62ba!3m4!1m2!1d0.5896871!2d51.37019!3s0x47d8d2eb0ae5bd35:0x6dc00f3d79e7ae79!1m5!1m1!1s0x47d8d2be4cd86499:0x6a3ad78721504e30!2m2!1d0.5839173!2d51.3647403!3e2

Later, I would cycle into school, or sometimes my dad would drop us off on the way to work, when they got a second car when I was a teenager.

Then, when I was 16, we went to Rochester Tutors. here, dad would take us in, or very occasionally(perhaps ten times in all!) I would cycle to college. But it was Dad who would drive  me and my sister (and my brother, who joined us later) until I passed my driving test and got my first car at 18.I would also take the train to college , perhaps for a year. So I would walk to Rainham train station and catch the train to Rochester.

https://www.google.fr/maps/dir/51.3650308,0.5840499/Rochester+Independent+College/@51.3721279,0.564635,16z/data=!4m8!4m7!1m0!1m5!1m1!1s0x0:0x2a456f8c0fd320a0!2m2!1d0.508844!2d51.384132

Then , when I was 19, I went to university. I went to CCAT, which became Anglia Polytechnic, which became Anglia Polytechnic University, which became Anglia Ruskin University.

In my first year, I lived on Mawson Road,  which was right across from University until the last term, when I moved out to

the High Street in Chesterton

https://www.google.fr/maps/dir/52.217952,0.142997/Anglia+Ruskin+University/@52.2071625,0.148635,15z/data=!4m9!4m8!1m0!1m5!1m1!1s0x0:0xd8a17c16e0e1f477!2m2!1d0.134803!2d52.203803!3e2

I lived there for two terms, not so long, and then, we moved with some friends for an Academic year to the bottom of Mill Road. Then, we moved to a dingy house for a couple of terms near  Romsey Road. Then I had a flat next to university, on Collier Road. After, I lived with my friend Sylvie, in Cherry Hinton.Then University finished.I was 23, and I went to Chelsmford to do a PGCE for a year.

All that is so long ago!

He who pays the piper calls the tune

I paid the piper, paid him with my sweat,

Paid him with my bitter tears,

Paid him with regret,

Paid him him with my blood,

Paid him with my gut,

Paid him with every aching sinew,

Paid him with my love,

Yes, I paid the piper,

But I didn’t call the tune,

Didn’t tell him what to play,

Didn’t catch the moon,

Yes I paid the piper,

But he simply forgot,

Didn’t see my fearful face,

Didn’t cut the knot,

He carried on his pace

Yes, I paid the piper,

Paid him fair and square,

Paid him with my body

I paid him with my share,

We all pay the piper, but he never stops,

Never listens to our suffering, never hears our sobs.

Yes I paid the piper,

It was he who won the war,

Didn’t see the team behind,

Fighting for the draw,

I paid the piper,

With every days commands,

Watching as the children die

In the bitter sands,

We all pay the piper,

And we’ll never stop,

Enchanted by his crazy tune,

We’ll only drink his sops,

We all pay the piper,

His hat is always full,

Toss your talents at the brim,

See them glinting, how very grim

Listen to the piper

His tune demands.

Or walk away from piper’s screams,

Walk to reason’s empty dreams,

When every man has fought and faded,

The piper’s tune will just sound jaded.