When I was ten I thought my brother was God - He'd lie in bed and turn out the light with a fishing rod. I learned the names of all his football team, Aid I Still remembered them when I was nineteen. Strange the things deal that I remember still Shouts from the playground when I was home and ill. My sister taught me all that she learned there; When we Grow up, we said, we'd share a flat somewhere. When I was seventeen, London meant Oxford Street. Where I grow up there were no factories. There was a school and shops and some Fields and trees, And rows of houses one by one appeared. I was born in one and Lived there for eighteen years. Then when I was nineteen. I thought the Humber would be the gateway from my Little world into the real world. But there is no real world - We live side by side, and sometimes collide. . When I was seventeen, London meant Oxford Street. It was a little world; I grew up in a little world.