So here we are driving up the M6 towards the town of Penwortham near Preston in central Lancashire, about an hour’s drive from Manchester.“I know, but I think old Landrovers are so retro, you could teach me to drive Prof”.“Erm I don’t think so, I wouldn’t have the patience. Gay porn I remember when I asked your grandfather for Muriel’s hand in marriage. My hand felt clammy in Ben’s, but I didn’t let go. He could quite easily have gone on to do a phd. When we found him he was sitting in a chair, his coat hanging on a spade, a grubby hat perched on his head and he was smoking a pipe lazily. A small table with trays of seeds in the middle of being planted was along the far wall. Always thinking ahead. Going up a hill and past shops of all kinds and sizes ranging from a huge supermarket to small shops like a hat shop, hairdressers and even a micro pub. Ben shouted.His dad looked over to us.“Son is that you, it’s so good to see you”. I said nothing for a moment gathering my thoughts, but remembering Ben’s words, Silence is taken as guilt.“Yes I was, he’s one of the brightest students I’ve ever had, he was
