On the Turning Away!

Much has been said by aficionados of Radiohead (and don't get me wrong, I need 'em, or needed 'em, once), about The Pink Floyd. Radio head members may not like the way The Floyd invested their millions into property rather than losing it all in "The Great Depression" (of 2008) as that financial crisis is known now by George Osborne, our UK chancellor.

Such a reaction to me, sounds more like pointless, and as always, futile Jealousy by those who can't recognise a sensible profits preservation policy when they see it.

Now, in addition, in very recent years, like 2012 on, David Gilmour (the beloved on many a young ladies' bedroom, even to this day!) has revealed what I must only describe as 'Top Secrets of the Floyd Method'. Speaking as a buddhist, I mean budding guitarist (since 1973, Dark Side year interestingly) it has come to my attention why the Floyds'  sensible and wise (IMHO) ''capitalist model" is so persistent in their method, and that is is that they have links with my home town of Lytham-St-Annes, Lancashire, England.

David's Mother it is very recently only revealed was a Lytham Lass. Lytham is a special place, whilst post-war (WWII) still being very cosmopolitan and in league with Blackpool 7 or 8 miles away, was probably the first town in Industrial Revolution Britain to actively go through a necessary, indeed unavoidable metamorphosis from a physical class separation of the working-classes and the Middle, management (Civil-Service) and even the Upper Class where present there, to one where they were forced to live together, and learn to get on, actually putting differences aside. Fancy and imagine that. Did people really give up resentful reliable, chaotic and frequently antagonistic Class Grievances for an appreciation of the self-evident "common good"?

The Piers on The Holidaying Center of Blackpool promenade were in the 18C owned by different families, invested each in their own class, the workers of the milling and Lancashire industrial towns, and on the other hand that family invested in the more landed middle-classes. I myself was born and lived in Swiss Lodge, Green Drive, Lytham, FY8 4LL which was an estate house (guardian's household) to the Clifton Estate in Lytham, very prominent in Lytham Lore. Much is available on line to read about the Cliftons and the Talbots, these two, I shall not say 'competing' grand families.

Lytham-St-Annes 'is in the blood' of anyone who comes from there. It has a strong residual, vestigial longing character for me, which may be more than that longing of an old person to return home and 'say goodbye', that which I'm far from ready to do in finale just yet.

What I'm saying about the Pink Floyd link with Lytham, on Gilmour's side, is that Healthy, Sensible, Self-preserving Capitalist thinking is a part of the very birthright of anyone, with half a brain (like me) and who comes from Lytham-St-Annes.

"He's haunted by memories of a lost paradise, in a dream or a vision, he can't be precise

He's chained to a place that's long since departed, it's not enough, it's not enough"

- Sorrow. Pink Floyd.

A Momentary Lapse of Reason, 1987?

And this is the house in Lytham, where in 1956, I nearly wrote (1696), I was born to MoD civil-servant parents.

This probably artificially colored photo dates from 1915. Thing is, just as I always knew when I was there nothing has changed. The fields around, despite threats from housing estate developers down the decades remain unscathed and green, and the house itself has for a long time had a preservation order on it, so no changes on that front either. Truly a time Capsule.  It's like me. A physical manifestation of something surviving disastrous tumult & drastic changes.

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