MRS ROBINSON IT WASN’T
Some years age my father went to Harrogate. As he was returning to Leeds by train he went to the station.
At the end of the platform he saw a bench so he went over and sat down on it. There was another sitting there who seemed familiar so my farther turned to him and said, “Don’t I know you?”
“Well…..”
“Didn’t you go to school with my son?”
“Well, I don’t know sir.”
“Well you seem very familiar. Where did you go to school?”
“New York, Sir”
“Couldn’t be there because Joe went to Worksop College. Tell me what’s your name?”
“Dustin Hoffman, sir.”
“So you don’t know Joe then?”
