I wonder if there is any lump of gritstone in the entire world that attracts this kind of footfall, and has done - as evidenced by the graffiti - for over a hundred years? I doubt it.
Somehow managed, thanks to the organisation of the boys, to get it together to travel down to London in the evening for Roam's graduation tomorrow. Not slept on a sofa in many a year. It wasn't so bad.