In the past few days, for some strange reason, people who have never met me before have been accusing me of being a middle-aged, white, public-schoolboy, “hebe” second-rate academic.

Whitey waits for the "real" holocaust.
Honky Cohensell relaxes at the Groucho Club unaware that the “real” holocaust is about to wipe the smile off his face.

“Second-rate academic”? I dream of being a second-rate academic! I can’t even get a job washing test-tubes.

Goodness, I’m enjoying this.