Curiously enough it is not the triumphs of modern engineering, nor the radio, nor the cinematograph, nor the five thousand novels which are published yearly, nor the crowds at Ascot and the Eton and Harrow match, but the memory of working-class interiors - especially as I sometimes saw them in my childhood before the war, when England was still prosperous - that our age has not been altogether a bad one to live in.~~ The Road to Wigan Pier
(Last one, I promise. Probably.)
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