I've always loved this song, since hearing it sung at morning assembly in Paddington (London) Lower School in the 1970s. Now in my eighties and busy with preparation for the ceremony preceding my body's entry into the urn, inspiring memories of vibrant young voices streaming out of that gaunt Victorian building's high-set, tall and narrow windows and brightening the lives of Harrow Road wayfarers as they flow. come creeping back.
   I'd very much like to have an adapted version of Lizette Reece's world-linking song performed at my funeral. Would I need to apply to the L W Reece estate for permission? Can you help me out here, Leo?
   And many thanks to IanC for starting this thread. I bet you never thought ... ...