Rummaging through the dusty chaos of my attic, searching through boxes of old documents for the deeds to my cottage, I found an innocuous-looking clear plastic folder.
I record the contents of all my folders with a big fat black marker pen, and written in bold words across the front of this one was ‘Miscellaneous Men’.
Having absolutely no idea what it contained, nor any recollection of even making the file, I was intrigued. I took it downstairs and pulled