Michael Frayn would like to say a brief word about a few of the friends who have shaped his life – ‘before my memory goes’. Some have had a profound effect. Some, a small and passing one. Some, you may know yourself. Some you couldn’t possibly know at all; and maybe nor did Michael (there are stories of loves and tragedies here they you won’t soon forget). Michael’s acquaintances haven’t always been other people. How, for instance, did he get along with his own body over the years, especially now, as ninety approaches? And what of that oldest and strangest of friends: storytelling?