There are exceptions to every rule.
For all the people I have fallen out with over the years, I have usually found a way to fall back in with them again in some shape or form.
Which brings me neatly along to the man known as The Black and White Minstrel.
A few seasons back I found myself with little choice but to impart some information to him which I knew would not be well received.
A wall was consequently erected between us.
The Minstrel was something of an expert when it came to building and maintaining walls.
Mister Trump would have been impressed.
And Margaret Thatcher too, if she were still around.
The Black and White Minstrel was not a man for turning.
He was simply a good but hard man.
It was a hardness born from experience.