Friday, January 15, 1982
There was more open conflict at school, our lot childishly dividing into two opposing camps, Deborah and Duncan in one, everyone else in the other. We ignored each other: it's all so pointless! We'll only be around for another seven-eight months, but my pride refuses to let me make the first move.
After school, I went into Easterby with Lee and bought a pair of gold trousers (yes, gold!). I don’t know why; it was an impulse really and as they were only £2.50 I got ‘em. They are ‘mod’ type pants, with pleats in the waist and a shiny texture.
What am I?