Whatever happened to Graham Poke? The foolish dwarfish guy perfectly captured here preening his barnet in a boat with the CEO of Jordan publishing. They were in the same boat in so many ways. And who is that enigmatic boy disdainfully averting his gaze from the sorry scene, staring out to the horizon. Like the poet says: ‘I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies– All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.’ And good riddance too in some cases!