Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Monday, 8 April 2013

I learn with amazement

that many men still keep in touch
with friends from way-back
when they were at school.

 (here is one:
together we listened
to records of Tom Lehrer,
Ma Rainey, Séamus Ennis)


I'm sure that those of mine still living
would see me now as some sort of
adolescent ghoul.

1 comment:

Wofl said...

Of a dozen I can immediately remember:

one is the Irish Folklorist pictured in the blog;

one is a retired professor of chemistry in Montréal;

one is a world authority on turtles;
his brother is a Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians, and specialised (amongst other things) in a trivial condition I have, namely Raynaud's Disease, and one (less trivial) that I had, namely post-viral depression;

another (or his namesake) received some stuffed-shirt business enterprise award in Belfast;

a sixth may be a seal-expert and a member Expert Panel on Science Issues Related to Oil and
Gas Activities, Offshore British Columbia - though this also may be a doppelgänger;

a seventh became a teacher of French at our school (which had mostly unacceptably-bad teachers, and probably still has) and then Secretary of the Old Campbellian Society.

A boy I had a lot of pre-pubertal sex with in a rhododendron thicket at school became an anæsthetist, and died some years ago.

Of the others I know nothing.