years .... we kept saying it to ourselves as if we couldn't believe
it. Forty years since we'd met either each other or the Old Masters,
as we came to call them. So much had happened to us all since, yet
in many ways it seemed like yesterday that we'd sat in Stretch's
French class, gathered round Ben Turner's workbench or listened to
Derek telling us a story as we gazed out of the window onto that
glorious games field in front of the school.
And of course, Jim, Mike and I owe great thanks to Peter, both for the delightful weekend's sailing and for his initiative in arranging the reunion. Thanks, too, to Peter's wife Penny for making us feel so welcome - and for allowing us to borrow her husband for the weekend. (Chris Snuggs)