Tuesday 7 October 1986

Ooh, oh dear.  Today, dear diary, was a ‘boring dot day, i.e. it is insignificant.’  Honestly, what sort of a statement is that to be making?  I went out at lunch time with a school friend (i.e. a friend from school, rather than a new sixth form friend – remember I didn’t really make any of those) and we sampled a baked potato from a wee shopping arcade known as the Victorian Arcade.  How very twee!

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