I’m ashamed to admit that it took Jonathan Ross last night, to remind me that Dad’s Army is 40 years old. Happily Clive Dunn, Bill Pertwee, Ian (“stupid boy”) Lavender, Frank Williams (the vicar), and Pamela Cundell (Mrs Fox) are still with us, as are the writers Jimmy Perry and David Croft.
“…England has got to be true to herself. She is not being true to herself while refugees who have sought our shores are penned up in concentration camps, and company directors work out subtle schemes to dodge their Excess Profits Tax. It is good-bye to the Tatler and the Bystander, and farewell to to the lady in the Rolls Royce car. The heirs of Nelson and of Cromwell are not in the House of Lords. They are in the fields and the streets, in the factories and the armed forces, in the four-ale bar and the suburban back garden; and at present they are still kept under by a generation of ghosts. Compared with the task of bringing the real England to the surface, even the winning of the war, necessary though it is, is secondary. By revolution we become more ourselves, not less. There is no question of stopping short, striking a compromise, salvaging ‘democracy’, standing still. Nothing ever stands still. We must add to our heritage or lose it, we must grow greater or grow less, we must go forward or go backward. I believe in England, and I believe that we shall go forward.”
-George Orwell, (closing lines of) The Lion and the Unicorn: Socialism and the English Genius (February 1941).
More Dad’s Army appreciation and You Tube clips (including the wonderful Frazer’s Curse ) over at the Sots!