“With brandy-certain aim” described my own technique, once upon a time. It’s not nice. but Betjeman’s poems weren’t about nice. They were about real life, a vision of England much more real than many imagine, a summer’s meadow where the picnic usually has wasps.<\/p>\n

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So because I like you all so much, here, fantastically but true, is nearly a whole hour of Betjeman<\/a> set not only to music but to film.<\/p>\n

Things to note are my mother at 2:30 (not actually her, but it may as well have been) and the literal dance macabre late at the party.<\/p>\n

As for the late-flowering lust stuff, obviously, I couldn’t possibly comment.<\/p>\n

And btw, the teddy bear in Brideshead was Betjeman’s. He was nothing like Sebastian n any other respect, although perhaps he wished he was.<\/p>\n

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