in a far and distant land, the venerable Mr H was a proper person with a proper job and everything. I know that children today find this hard to believe, but it’s true. I was a high flyer with responsibilities and all sorts. And here’s pictorial evidence that I once knew people who grew up to be fancy Dans. Now I know it looks like I’m about to remove from the premises but they were actually almost friends of mine.
On the right is Tracy Keates (later Tracy Lerpiniere) and on the left is Campbell McCafferty. Mr McCafferty went on to do top secret hush hush work for the Ministry of Defence, which was so secret and hush hush that he ended up in the Honours List, adding a CBE to his name. Ms Lerpiniere ended up as Head of NATO and Europe Policy (MOD), which also sounds very important indeed. I, however, abandoned such petty matters, instead concentrating on the nature vs. nurture debate, ending up as an emotionally stunted (thanks Dad), mentally unstable (cheers Mum), unemployable jakey (both sides). So we’re all winners. Happy New Year.