School days
My best mate at school was a lad called John Morgan, who lived in the same street as me. John’s dad was a lawyer and very intimidating – dark suits, grey beard, bald head and permanent scowl. Mrs Morgan by contrast was lovely, a tanned gym bunny who seemed to spend her life pottering around their house in tracksuit bottoms and tight t-shirts, much to my delight. One day I popped over to borrow one of John’s videos. John and his dad were was out, but Mrs Morgan was her usual happy bouncy self....