Recent content by david kipling

Good grief, I never expect to be remembered, though now I remember both Tessa's and Pat's names. I was a very immature country kid, but luckily found soulmates among the anarchists! Grimy old Brum.

I was at the College of Commerce 1965-1967, and enjoyed the hazardous paternoster. A classmate once performed a free blues 'concert' with his harmonica, riding up and down the building. Of course the "stupid trick" was to see how many [students] could pile into one cabin as it went past a...