I remember you Mr. McEwan, although not fondly. By your merciless bullying, you and your obnoxious friend Burkhart made sheer hell out of my Upper Fourth year at King's. It is somewhat amusing that my nemesis also emigrated to California, although I am relieved to find that we were not actually near neighbors. Before we all emigrated, my family lived in Poynton, then on the Weston. I was at King's 61-68. I too remember sneaking into the old Picturedrome to see Christopher Lee -- nice to see that he's still working. I miss the Bate Hall and Coare Street Chippy, but not the weather or VAT.