Close to the end of his life, he recorded those last evocative moments alone in the cave, stuck fast after the fall of a huge boulder. It interested me more than New Idea with missing pages or an old National Geographic. I realised how eloquent his father was within a few sentences, his desperati...
Then the scratching of notes. It finishes and, judging by the look on his face, it’s no use blurting out, ‘Did I pass?’ I always wondered if they profiled the aspirants and attached a handle, or was it to test if the fellow was a moron? I wondered how effective they would be if overrun by an enem...