It

When I was very small
I was surrounded by it

Grew up with it inside me
You are what you eat

Too young to understand
but I felt the vibe

My parents liked the music
Enjoyed the smoky cabaret

But didn't like long hair
Pot and naked hippies

Just saw Black & White
and miners' strikes

Wilson on the telly
Paraffin heaters on the stairs

People missed The War
I missed everything

Except Jimmy Clitheroe
and Land of the Giants

Grey checked school shorts
and short back and sides

Buses with conductors
and doors at the back

Downtown on the radio
Headscarves in the street

It came and went
I learned about it later

Filled the gaps with imagination
and a record player