Few randoms that remind me of first year of high school, 1990. Four smart arses up the back of 7 Green. Myself, a guy called Kent who ended up getting expelled for doing graffiti on the classroom wall which was the final straw, Vasili the big Greek whom I used to talk about Italia 90 and sat next to me was Pat, the geek with the sophisticated, razor sharp wit for a kid that age.
Anyhow, I heard that Kent became born-again.
Pat I’m still in contact with, he’s published a few tomes on Kierkegaard.
Vasili whom I haven’t seen since school, got done in a massive huge drug raid late last year. Young family n’all unfortunately.
As for me, I’m sat on Bomberblitz aren’t I. What a ■■■■ up…