This evening, about when our new School building was being officially inaugurated (in a meaningful and significant manner) by a covey of carefully chosen dignitaries, deputy registrars and other University placemen, I took my dog for his evening walk.  It seemed to represent a better use of time.  And as I stood in the parklands to the south of Castletown and watched him chasing swallows, I couldn’t help a fleeting thought and a rueful smile.  What a pair…