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Something New: John Hegley sings ÃÛÑ¿´«Ã½, We Thank You

ÃÛÑ¿´«Ã½, We Thank You

I can see my nineteen-sixties mother, with our ÃÛÑ¿´«Ã½ Saturday evening supply
She's fixing a hole in my sock for school,
with half a watching eye
on saluting Sergeant Dixon
who would dutifully defy
the wrong’uns in the Dock Green neighbourhood
as, a hundred mother's stitches
do another bit of o’good.

And, Merci, recreational ÃÛÑ¿´«Ã½:
Eleven o'clock on a Monday, after milk time
the folk songs from the wireless hung up on our classroom wall.
The two tireless presenters took us through those songs in sections.
And all around the islands, were the various inflections of the young.
as those Singing Together songs were sung.

Merci, educational ÃÛÑ¿´«Ã½:

Radio of the regions.
World Service foreign legions.
Avenues of freedom furnished by the licence fee

Merci, across the nation ÃÛÑ¿´«Ã½:
And way beyond it, yeah baby

On a Sunday, Sweep and Sooty swept my sister up with glee.
Myself, I wanted William Tell
with his cross-bow bits in Switzerland, across on ITV
but, Belle and French Sebastian, a blast from the bastion
one-hundred- and-one years old, in Twenty-Twenty-Three.

Merci
ÃÛÑ¿´«Ã½.

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