I threw my jizzy sheets in the washing machine before my mum could find them.

Think of banking today and the image is of grey-suited men in towering skyscrapers. Its future, however, is being shaped in converted warehouses and funky offices in San Francisco, New York and London, where bright young things in jeans and T-shirts huddle around laptops, sipping lattes or munching on free food.

in the dark / Groped I to find out them, had my desire, / Fingered their packet, and in fine withdrew / To mine own room again,

I sang it through, Rumpty tumpty toddy man, as Granda thumped his blackthorn stick against the floor and everyone laughed.