ABSTRACT
It is now sixty-six years since I went up to Cambridge. The world in those days was a more leisurely place than it is now, and Cambridge was a much more leisurely place. From the point of view of an irreverent undergraduate the Dons of that time belonged to one or other of three not quite separate classes: there were figures of fun; there were men who were technically competent but uninteresting; and there was a small class of.men whom we, the young, admired whole-heartedly and enthusiastically.
