Subject: You can't go home again
From: Scottie Bowman (rbowman@indigo.ie)
Date: Wed Oct 18 2000 - 02:09:23 GMT
'... The person who is tired of London is tired of life. ...'
I'm not that tired yet, Paul, but my enjoyment doesn't
arise from the thought I'm treading the same streets as
the old Doctor. They're not there any longer - any more
than you'll bump into Poldy among the American tourists
wearing funny hats on the morning of a Dublin Bloomsday.
In one of those sychronicities that all you Jungians
enjoy, I'd scarcely written my last pronouncement
on the particularity & evanescence of all experience
when I came across this by Guess Who:
'We can't ever go back to the old things or try &
get the old kick out of something or find things
the way we remembered them. We have them &
we remember them & they are fine & wonderful
& we have to go on & have other things because
the old things are nowhere except in our minds
now.'
Just one or two too many, over-deliberate '&'s and
'thing's - but otherwise OK.
Scottie B.
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