There is a 1960s movie with the same title of this post. It was filmed around where I grew up. In fact the heroine in the film cycles past our old house just after the opening credits. However, the story being full of sex and permissive society angst, I did not see the movie until I was a teenager, by which time we were living in another part of the country.
I did not return to the town until about 10 years ago for a family funeral, but it still looks the same. At the moment, like in the film, we go round and round and things never seem to change. But they do, don’t they?
We learn, we grow… even though my old town hasn’t changed, by staying the same it really has. In the 1960s it was fresh and new and represented a golden new future. Now the futuristic town centre and the smart housing upgrades of those earlier generation houses look like they are from another era. What was once the future is now the past.
Indigo and I look to new exciting directions and things are changing fast in some ways. Ironically though our bright future is grounded in the past: old sticks piled on old stones and ancient ideas looked upon refreshed.
Hope is where you find it and if you haven’t found it yet then you are probably looking in all the wrong places. It is a bit like Netflix, so many movies and shows, but you can never quite find one you want to watch, but it is out there.
The other day we were talking about old movies with spanking in them. We stumbled across one, The Halfway House, if you read that earlier post. There must be dozens from that era and later. Indigo and I love chancing upon them, but rarely does the search time throw up anything of such content. McKlintock! being an exception, but I was trying to think of others.
Some of you must be bored enough to be doing that search, have you fond any? If you have I bet you have seen it before, after looking before, the same old-same old, and yet… if it hasn’t changed, you have and there is always something fresh to see. Remember that the next time you go around the mulberry bush.