Pete's Yesterday

Yesterday
Bronze
FamilyTree
Yromem
Better Than You?
Be Elected
Bang On Time
St.Johns Church
Eltham Palace
Stanley
P.C.
Think Again
Colonel Everest
Elizabeth Leggatt
The Queens House
Nought Line Meridian
Starling
Pit Bull Terror
Horse
Chinese Tiger
S.O.S.
Biggin Hill
The Trossachs
Stick Of Rock
Ye Olde Salutation
Nazca
Mystery
The Old Vicarage
True Or False
Killer
Blow The Wind Southerly
Autumn
A Little More Time
Lace
Cumulus
Minority
Silence
Shout Shout.....!
Altogether Now
Ambitious
K.P.A.
Take Off
Next Patient
Accentuate The Positive
Mum
Evacuee
School Meals
Steam
Frankie Howard
With Love
Mark Pilford
Wedding Dress
Gone Shopping
My Love
Piccadilly Circus
Retired
I love it when you say
"You are from London, aren't you?"

You cannot hide your intonations,
Indeed I do not want them pained,
And thank goodness that the Radio Voice
Now Regional, and unconstrained.

I've read all about your Smiling Town,
And most likely I've walked your Street,
I've climbed the kerbs,
Puffed the hills,
Rue'd my aching feet
Stood open mouthed in your shops,
Listened with rapted attention,
Paid little heed to my change,
Yet copied each declension,
Each dropped aitch,
Each burr and roll in The Sound.
I've tried so hard to be a Native,
And to stand on Common Ground.

Please, take no affront,
For I would wish to be At Home.
I would wear your very cloth,
As ever, when in Rome!