You See, My Mother Was A District

In Some Ways We Live In A World Where Things Appear To Be Very Logical, Very Rational, And Mechanical Aspects Of Our World Are Rather Scientific And Rather Straightforward.

I Think The 'just Say No' Mentality Is So Crazed. I Saw A Thing In A Women's Magazine The Other Day. 'he Smokes Cannabis, What Am I To Do? He Laughs It Off When I Try To Tell Him, He Says It's Not Really Harmful...' Of Course You're Half Hoping The Advice Will Be, 'well, You Know It's Not That Harmful; If You Love Him, If You Talk To Him About It, Tell Him Maybe He Should Keep It In The Garden Shed Or Something,' You Know, A Reasonable Point Of View. But Of Course It Was, 'no, No, All Drugs Are Bad. Librium's Good, Valium's Good. But Cannabis, Ooooh!' I Hate That Unreasoned Attitude.

Having A Beard Is Natural. When You Think About It, Shaving It Off Is Quite Weird.

The Long And Winding Road That Leads To Your Door / Will Never Disappear, / I've Seen That Road Before It Always Leads Me Here, / Leads Me To Your Door.

We Were A Savage Little Lot, Liverpool Kids, Not Pacifist Or Vegetarian Or Anything. But I Feel I've Gone Beyond That, And That It Was Immature To Be So Prejudiced And Believe In All The Stereotypes.