Recalling the poems he learnt at his Welsh comprehensive
One of my favourite films is Hunky Dory, set in South Wales in the hot summer of 1976, when the grass looked like burnt paper. A school is putting on a rock-music adaptation of The Tempest, and the mood is somehow authentically Shakespearean and magical; everyone on the brink of moving on; the golden or straw-coloured light; hallucinatory moments. ...
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