I will miss you Eddy, so very much. Not that I loved having you because you were like the symbol of my well being, but because I just love and admire your work. You are the pop prince of the classicals, you always have been and always will be. Having said that, your work is never tacky and gimmicky, it just is easily absorbable harmony of spirits. Adam Smith is like my mum's hero, and he will never take me fancy. I was grateful to the culture which honoured you in the way it did till to-day. You will phase out gradually, they say, and I will probably toast to every minute of the time you will be around by putting on the Enigma Variation.
R.I.P. Edward Elgar on twenty pound notes.
