In the BBC Postscript broadcast for 14 July, Priestley reflected on a visit to Margate, which he described as “the strangest journey I ever remember making in this country”. The journey felt like a dream: permits, tin hats, guns, bombed buildings, road signs removed. When they finally arrived in Margate, the summer seaside town was completely empty of people, ghost-like. “Here we were, alone, hearing our own footfalls on the lifeless promenade”. He evoked the Margate of old, full of people and entertainment, a world he knew well, as would his readers.
Priestley used his strange journey through a changed England to make a point he was to repeat throughout the Postscripts: the war should not be fought just to restore the past, but to bring about a better future. He would not want the old Margate back, just as it was, by some magic. “Its silence and desolation should be thought of as a bridge leading us to a better Margate in a better England, in a nobler world. We’re not fighting to restore the past; it was the past that brought us to this heavy hour”.