Courtesy of Goodnight Vienna on Calling England, which I repost as the words bear repetition.
Green Islands (1954)
It's sobering to consider the change of pace and the degradation of some aspects of society wreaked in just fifty-five years. Nowadays the voice-over wouldn't do at all - far too sexist, m'dear. There were no 'security guards' in high-viz jackets confiscating parents' cameras or demanding to see CRB checks and no-one threatening to arrest the man feeding the ducks on the grounds that he was littering (yes; it happened). There's been a collective, national, loss of innocence; progress is essential and wonderful but not at the expense of a country's heart and soul - there are things we can still learn from the past.