"Its not the years, its the miles!" A 'me' moment at the end of our French revolution party. I made my own shirt, waistcoat and pants. Most other people hired costumes, I was too poor but, ahem, 'creative'. We are sitting on the stairs, as it was a basement flat. Its several years after college, whilst working in London. This is in 1989 for the French revolution 200th anniversary. Little did I know I'd end up over here! I was in with a crowd of law students. I even met my new girlfriend that night! Thats Rupert behind, wearing his court wig. He was a law student. He's now a London high court judge..(I expect he'd not like this going on the world wide web!) Or perhaps he would?