I was recently asked by Worcester's Royal Grammar School to sell a couple of tables. I duly made an appointment to go and inspect the lumps in question and they turned out to be quite desirable pieces of quite massive proportions.

So far so good, except that many of you will know that I am a former pupil of this notable school - something I'm sure they would rather keep under wraps - and I do recollect sitting at one of these tables all those years ago. Not only that, but together with various left-over bubble gum and chewing gum there now seems to be a fair bit of student graffiti with initials carved into the wonderful oak frame of the one table.

Now, boys will be boys, and I'm not prepared to admit anything, but I shall be carefully inspecting the table before it's sold just to make sure there is no incriminating "P S WAS HERE"!