Settling into the plastic chair, he dabs behind his glasses
at rheumy eyes, their colour a ghost shade of pale blue. Bending forward he
shuffles his papers, revealing tufts of thinning hair which languish in grey
curls over the tips of his ears. As his head rises to bestow a benign smile on
the class I notice two dark stains down the front of his purple cashmere jumper,
each approximately the same size as a fifty pence coin. I make assumptions
based on so small a detail, weaving a tale of unkempt eccentricity which is
broken by his erudite, pertinent comments.
