I’m a packrat of the finest kind, and it seems to me that my house is crammed full of stuff that really should be thrown out. One day. I’m sure I’ve got some material of Sunnybank State High. Old photographs, timetables, assignments that I haven’t handed in yet. That sort of stuff. Boxes of it. Somewhere.

That evening Donna emailed me again, forwarding a note from Doug Wait.

Ask Peter McKey if he remembers writing a parody of the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam.   :-)
(John Eggleton has a copy. It’s quite funny.)

Ask Adrian if he remembers who it was that Keith Price married. That’ll give you one more if you can find Keith. Maybe Peter & Sandy know of Keith.

I can’t say that I remember the parody, but I wrote parodies of everything in those days. Hamlet, Kublai Khan, the school newsletter… Laden down with awful puns and injokes, and possibly mildly amusing in a geeky sort of way. Horribly embarrassing, of course.

I won’t say it was all coming back to me, because although I remember Doug and John very well, Keith Price had slipt out entirely.

But someone knows. All these flecks of memory, painstakingly swept together and assembled by Donna and Doug to contact people out of sight for half a lifetime.

I thought I might like to help, and though I’m useless for anything much except driving a taxi and organising weekends in Kansas City, I still retain a few nerdish skills.

Hence this blog. Read the About page, think of ways to make it all happen, I’ll prod WordPress into action and I’ll see you in Sunnybank in Setember.