A blog from a teacher concerned, as we all are, to squeeze some genuine education around the edges of all the other stuff that fills our time these days.
Now it's been 25 years or more, I've roamed this land from shore to shore. From Tyne to Tame, or Severn to Thames, From Moor to Vale, from Peak to Fen. Played in cafes, and pubs and bars, I've stood in the street with my own guitar. But I'd be richer than all the rest, If I had a pound for each request, For "Duelling Banjos", "American Pie" -- it's enough to make you cry. "Rule Britannia", or "Swing Lo", Are they the only songs we English know?
Seed, bud, flower, fruit, They're never gonna grow without their roots. Branch, stem, shoots. They need roots.