Thursday, May 6, 1982

As ever

‘A’ levels loom like an enormous black cloud. I stayed home intending, as ever, to work but again, as ever,  I didn’t do a thing.

So I wandered in to school at about two and endured Art until 6: my painting really reflects my inner lethargy. When I got home I rang Robert and I’m looking forward to Saturday’s game and the celebrations afterwards. I’m going to take a camera.

Two more Harriers are missing.

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