Nothing like the journey down to the Queens tonight for the Old Penwithians Annual Reunion when the heavens opened for ten minutes! Incidentally, I saw your Daddy and Old Penwithian there tonight!
As mighty waters ebb and flow against our granite shores, so we an ebbing tide must go, this place be ours no more. By memory's chain, we, linked, remain whatever may befall; our school be still the first and last, our motto 'One and all!'
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