Do I dare to eat a peach?

It’s funny what you remember.

On an early PC, perhaps one of the first ones that included a CD-rom drive, I had an Encylopedia Brittanica program. Or, something along those lines. It included snippets of multimedia in its entries.

The thing I remember particularly enjoying – perhaps because I was fairly engaged with poetry at that age – and still very clearly ‘hear’ in my mind, was T. S. Eliot reciting the lines:

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