‘In Gateshead, we passed some little streets named after the poets, Chaucer and Spenser and Tennyson Streets; and I wondered if any poets were growing up in those streets. We could do with one from such streets; not one of our frigid complicated sniggering rhymers, but a lad with such a flame in his heart and mouth that he could set the Tyne on fire.’
(J. B. Priestley, English Journey, 1934).
(J. B. Priestley, English Journey, 1934).
