The intro to “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds” came onto the radio on my way home.
I never remember the song until the verse comes in.
The intro makes chills come up my spine – for the sole reason that the first time I heard it I was in a music class in New Zealand. It was probably the first week of being in a new all-boys school, and I was in a music class taught by a hippy-dippy woman who wanted us to absorb the wonderment of the lyrics. She played it over and over and over again.
I hadn’t been there long enough to pick up their accents, so she kept asking me questions which terrified me.
Every time I hear that song it takes me back to the drafty classroom next to the terraces.
This is a pretty nice picture. Good shot. Obviously you can see the terraces (which were lots of fun to get into fights on and then tumble down the sides of). However, you can’t see the tennis courts just below the music room, but you can see the creepy grounds-caretaker’s house on the left in white, then the creepy cemetery up at the top of the picture. The jogging class would typically end by running through the cemetery (which paradoxically we were strictly forbidden to enter) back onto school grounds.
Good times.
