Elgar, Pomp and Circumstance marches. These are the quintessential Imperial English tunes. It’s easy to imagine the feeling of Victorian pride and confidence that might have attended their first performances. Of course, maybe I’m imagining a pride too far. Circumstances when they were written may have been utterly unlike the way we imagine them now. Nonetheless, this is the aura I think most people attach to them now. Women in the elaborate dresses; men with monocles and an Empire on which the Sun never sets.
Maurice by E. M. Forster. This conveys rather a different picture of a similar era needless to say. However, I’m afraid to report that I haven’t made any progress with it at all. This is because I was in London over the weekend. We went to see the Tower of London on Sunday. It’s an impressive building, and fascinating for the history that it “embodies”.