Although it had rained all night the day was a bit brighter and the drizzle lighter.  Setting off for Wimbledon again, in Martin Way I met the reformed pipe smoker (see 29th. June post) walking his two Alsatians.  Scaffolding was going up and a hedge being trimmed in Mostyn Road. Walking along Wilton Crescent I remembered the … Continue reading No-one Forgets A Good Teacher