Sorry to hear of your loss. I remember Nathan from Oval Road Junior School. In our final year, he was in Miss Quentin's class and she would get him to stand recite a monologue entitled 'Boo-Hoo- Hoo I ain't got the money for the mortgage on the cow'. Whilst the rest of us wore grey flannel shorts, Nathan sported a spiffy b&w dog-tooth check pair coupled with a vibrant red polo neck jumper. I hadn't seen Nathan since 1972, but obviously, for whatever reason, his name reasonated with me today.