I’ve always been a huge fan of Van Morrison, especially his song Sense of Wonder from the album of the same name . He writes many a great line, but this has always fascinated me:
On and on and on and on we kept singing our song
Over Newtownards and Comber,
Gransha and the Ballystockart Road
So when this leg of the relay came up I was delighted – that’s just where the Torch is today!
How glamorous those names sound, and Newtownards (on a ‘virtual’ visit) seems to live up to my expectations.
Not sure how much the others do, though. That’s the problem, isn’t it – the foreign and unknown seems so exotic.
Would Route 66 sound so good if it went:
It goes from Wigan down to Newbiggin
Bognor and Wrexham seem oh so pretty
I wonder whether the location of stories adds to or detracts from their appeal. Cambridge, Bath, wildest Cornwall, rural Devon, the beautiful Peak district – all of those seem to be the classic sort of places to set a romance. Would there be the same appeal if a piece of escapist fiction was set inWalsall or Middlesborough? What if my Jonty and Orlando had been working at Loughborough University?
Or do those locations sound wonderfully exotic to a non-UK ear?
As Charlie Cochrane couldn’t be trusted to do her job of choice – manage a rugby team – she writes.