The Funny Side of Saydisc
The extraordinary Amy Cook of Coombe, Wotton-under-Edge befuddles even her interlocutor in 1965, Peter Duddridge, who struggles – as will you – with her pronunciation of ‘papers’. She was a road sweeper, amongst other things, and embarks on one of those folk songs that sound as if they’ll go on to the end of recorded time, and probably could. Fortunately, though, even this indefatigable woman stops. One constituent of the interviewees is, inevitably, an anti-modernism that manifests itself in an almost Luddite distrust and dislike of ‘the electricity’. The extent to which rural isolation had inured them to the metropolitan blandishments of Edison’s light bulb is remarkable, to the extent that to say ‘I don’t believe in electric’ (as do George and Dorcas Juggins of Chalford, Stroud) is no more than a statement of eternal values.