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I remember, in no particular order:__ shiny inner wrist;__team rising from a wet sink as a hot frying pan is laughingly tossed into it;__outs of sperm circling a plughole, before being sluiced down the full length of a tall house;__ river rushing nonsensically upstream, its wave and wash lit by half a dozen chasing torchbeams;__nother river, broad and grey, the direction of its flow disguised by a stiff wind exciting the surface;__athwater long gone cold behind a locked door.This last isn__ something I actually saw, but what you end up remembering isn__ always the same as what you have witnessed.We live in time__t holds us and moulds us__ut I__e never felt I understood it very well. And I__ not referring to theories about how it bends and doubles back, or may exist elsewhere in parallel versions. No, I mean ordinary, everyday time, which clocks and watches assure us passes regularly: tick-tock, click-clock. Is there anything more plausible than a second hand? And yet it takes only the smallest pleasure or pain to teach us time__ malleability. Some emotions speed it up, others slow it down; occasionally, it seems to go missing__ntil the eventual point when it really does go missing, never to return.I__ not very interested in my schooldays, and don__ feel any nostalgia for them. But school is where it all began, so I need to return briefly to a few incidents that have grown into anecdotes, to some approximate memories which time has deformed into certainty. If I can__ be sure of the actual events any more, I can at least be true to the impressions those facts left. That__ the best I can manage.