At school sixth-form, aged around 17/18, I found the lanky Richard
Greening, computer-fixer-one-time-scouser, to be an extremely childish,
irritating individual. He would often be whispering things to other
lads about me like a pathetic little primary school kid. Given that he
was almost an adult then, I doubt that he has changed much. He is
probably, in my opinion, still a pathetic, immature idiot.
