One particular night in high summer I wanted to earth a *crystal set, so I threw the earth wire out of the big dorm window and crept down into the Great Hall. And as I was putting the wire under the steps by the side of the back garden I heard a voice "King, what do you think you are doing out of bed?" and at that my blood froze and I thought I am for it! But when I told him what I was doing and why, he relented and we talked for a while about radios and broadcasting and he let me go.
Also as at about that time when my Mother & Father's marriage was breaking up he seemed to be almost like a father figure to me and let's face it, certainly in those years, he was not a dictator as I believe he became in the 1960s. One of the best things he taught us was to be "gentleman" and to stand on our own two feet. This, I think you must agree is one of the prime things in life. The term 'gentleman' is now not politically correct anymore...! Old fashioned values had something! When my wife comes with me to any of our old boys "dos" she always feels that she is in the company of gentleman, so you see we must all be out of the same mould.