I had a bicycle called "Splendid" A cricket-bat called "The Rajah" Eight box-kites and Scotch soldiers With kilts and red guns. I had an album of postmarks A Longfellow with pictures Corduroy trousers that creaked A pencil with three colours. Where do old things go to? Could a cricket-bat be thrown away? Where do the years go to?Artur Waley