I recall that time very well, but not happily. I was in my first job, in Edinburgh, where I knew nobody. I was cold, lonely and miserable. My great escape was the radio, mainly Radio 4/Home Service (no television), and as I remember it the radio was completely dominated by Churchill's death and funeral for a fortnight. I was furious. I had never been an admirer, so as far as I was concerned there was nothing to listen to. I'm sure this can't be literally true, but it's how it felt.
I avoided it then, and I'm avoiding it now.
I avoided it then, and I'm avoiding it now.
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