I remember day of silent films

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I’M certain I read that Nick Clegg can weep when he listens to music. Nothing wrong in that. I remember the time of silent films, visiting the Hillsborough Kinema, to see Lillian Gish in The White Sister when she has to choose between her vows and the man she loved.

Throughout that film, the pianist skilfully played the music from that lovely song Parted, a song my mother taught me, and I wept.

Ballard’s line: Parted, ’til We Meet Again and Won’t You Buy My Pretty Flowers and If Those Lips Could Only Speak were just a few songs she taught me.

I can never forget the lilting sweetness of Franz Lehar’s melodies and the miracle of Handel’s Messiah. Who could not forget Schubert’s Serenade?

JB King, Ballifield Rd, S13