I arrived at the all boys boarding school I ended up finishing at in the 80's.
I was in yr. 6 with the progeny of the Perth elite.

One of the 1st guys to make friends with me was a guy named Paul.
He was fairly quiet and unassuming but out of all my class-mates he made an effort to befriend me. His old man was from Zimbabwe(the country next to where I was born).
All of the boys in my class asked me if I knew who my new friend was. Me I was just surprised that someone had taken the time to get to know the "new guy".
We became fast friends and spent a year or so mucking around the school yard (many of the snooty "popular" kids didn't want to know me until years later when I was doing my "rebellious goth phase").
Paul got dragged off to go to another school.
The last time I had contact with him was before his old man died.
I was good mates with Paul Holmes à Court.

Paul, if you somehow end up on b3ta - give us a shout sometime.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Fri 21 Sep 2012, 11:01, Reply)