A good signing event at WHS Kingston, last saturday. I was invited to go to Wimbledon WHS while I was in the area and handed three fresh leeks from some old law school pals whom I hadn’t seen for quite a while. There was a judge or two in the team and a bald headed barrister (too much horse hair he claimed) who had had enough of divorce work.
We had all aged, but the humour hadn’t and neither had the political incorrectness.
Students to a comfortable maturity, and nothing much had changed in between.