FOUNTAINS,

I doubt if I ever saw one, even the smallest without some tingling delight.They enchant me in the daytime, when the sunlight ennobles their jets and sprays and turns their scattered drops into diamonds.They enchant me after dark when coloured lights are played on them, and the night rains emeralds, rubies, sapphires, And best of all, when the last colour is whisked away, and there they are in dazzling white glory!

...By all means let us have a policy of full employment, increased production, no gap between exports and imports, social security, a balanced This and a planned That, but let us also have fountains - more and more fountains - higher and higher fountains - fountains like wine, like blue and green fire, fountains like diamonds - rainbows in every square. Crazy? Probably. But with hot wars and cold wars we have already tried going drearily mad. Why not try going delightfully mad? Why not stop spouting ourselves and let it be done for us by graceful fountains, exquisite fountains, beautiful fountains?

J B Preistley
from 'Delight'

In short, it's nice to see the Laura Place fountain working again.